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my first ever attempt at a short story/passage thing |
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( TKDgoneveggie )
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"Perfect," she stated, satisfied as she looked at her reflection in the large bay window. And she did look perfect. Her hair was smooth and frizz-free, and her dress flattered her figure very well, hiding the bit of a bump she needed to work off with some crunches. Her make-up was well-applied, hiding all the blemishes on her face; you could only tell the make-up was there if you looked very closely. Her legs looked amazing lifted up by her cute kitten heels. She stood in front of a small suitcase, bulging at the sides from everything stuffed in it, that she wished she did not have to take with her.
Taking a deep breath, she glanced around the dim, cluttered room. The weather was dreary, and the only source of light was a small flashlight attached to her keys (though for its size it was surprisingly bright). Stepping back from the window, she tripped over the suitcase that she forgot was there. As she came crashing down, the suitcase burst open, sening a number of objects flying: clothes and papers; some hers, some burdenous loads given to her by others. Shocked and embarassed, she grabbed up the papers hastily and tried, though she couldn't help it, not to get distracted by the black writing.
Once she had stuffed everything back into the suitcase (plus a few papers she had forgotten before), she placed a bandaid on the scrape she had gotten below her knee. She stood up and smoothed her dress till not one wrinkle showed. She grimaced from the pain in her leg as she brushed her her, but as soon as she looked in the large bay window she straightened her face into a smile and stepped forward, shielding from view her still bulging suitcase.
"Perfect," she said, satisfied. And she did look perfect... ----- this is the first one i've ever written
so please don't criticize too hard lol
but yeah this story kinda describes how i feel and my life...sooo tell me what you think ^-^
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Friends are those rare people who ask how we are,
and then wait to hear the answer.
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cutecat42
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Amazing story! =)
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10:19 am on Nov. 19, 2008 | Joined: Sep. 2008 | Days Active: 113
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Amazing story! =)
