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Short Story for gold (Read is bored)
(since bored is ruling my life, as is Menewsha poverty, I'm deciding to occupy my time and gold with writing a short story ^^)
My name is Wesly, I'm a girl. Mostly because my parents were mostly drugged up when I was born, they thought I was a guy, so my name is Wesly Damian. So as a nickname I'm called Dammy (Dame-ie). But anyway this is the story about how I lost my almighty cellphone of doomness...and stuff. Ok so I took my phone to a phone shop, because my mother dragged me along with her, anyway I never changed my phone tone so it was the basic annoying ringtone. anyway I put it down and someone picked it up. I went back to find it and it was gone 'NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO' I meantally screamed to myself, but of course having all actions put with my thought people looked at me oddly, except one guy who looked at my like 8) which creeped me out. He had my phone in his hand...at least I thought it was my phone, so I tackled him to the ground and too the phone only to realize it wasn't mine, so I gave it back to him and apologized. I got up and had my mom call my phone. Only at that time several other phone, with the same ring tone went off. Only then did I realize that I'd gone back to the rong ocunter and my phone was excatly where I left it. I just looked at my mother like this :shock: She said "Wesly you're insane" and we walked out of the store *all of this is fictitious and made up within a twenty minute time period* |
you call this a story? ok..
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hey you have your stylle of writing I have mine, 'To each their own' as I beleive the saying goes and besides I said it was out of boredom, not out of quality so >P
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My story
http://www.ojar.com/view_11259.htm
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That was quite interesting, I applaud you for being random....WOOT!!!
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