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Me Time
Jul 18, 2011 16:58:48 GMT -5
Post by Burriam on Jul 18, 2011 16:58:48 GMT -5
Journey
I took a drag out of my cigarette, trying not to shift too much in case Spencer heard me. My parents had sent me to live with her because apparently it would help "build character". Just because I stole a car...
I heard a noise outside and took a final drag of my cig then threw it on the ground and stomped it out.
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Me Time
Jul 18, 2011 17:25:01 GMT -5
Post by *InsertNameHere* on Jul 18, 2011 17:25:01 GMT -5
~Max
I heard someone in the tack room as I was headed in there. I liked to sit in there by myself sometimes, just thinking or sometimes watching as people walked past without noticing me.
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Me Time
Jul 18, 2011 17:27:01 GMT -5
Post by Burriam on Jul 18, 2011 17:27:01 GMT -5
Journey
I froze as I heard the door open. The smell of smoke was still in the air, and I knew that smoking wasn't allowed in the barn.
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Me Time
Jul 18, 2011 17:30:42 GMT -5
Post by *InsertNameHere* on Jul 18, 2011 17:30:42 GMT -5
~Max
I coughed as I smelled cigarette smoke in the tack room. I snorted and looked at the girl who stood before me. I could tell she was critical of my black hair, black tee, skinny jeans, and black Chucks.
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Me Time
Jul 18, 2011 17:32:05 GMT -5
Post by Burriam on Jul 18, 2011 17:32:05 GMT -5
Journey
Oh. It wasn't anyone important. Seeing that I didn't really have anything to worry about, I took out another cig and lit it. "Can I help you?"
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Me Time
Jul 18, 2011 17:37:26 GMT -5
Post by *InsertNameHere* on Jul 18, 2011 17:37:26 GMT -5
~Max
"Yeah." I said, "Get out." I pulled out my knife subconsciously and opened it. The blade shone in the light. I put it in my mouth, sharp side in, and started moving things around.
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Me Time
Jul 18, 2011 17:38:50 GMT -5
Post by Burriam on Jul 18, 2011 17:38:50 GMT -5
Journey
I was slightly taken aback. No one talked to me like that. "Excuse me?"
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Me Time
Jul 18, 2011 17:43:57 GMT -5
Post by *InsertNameHere* on Jul 18, 2011 17:43:57 GMT -5
~Max
"I didn't stutter." I retorted, seeing her face, clearly shocked I had talked to her like that. Finding nowhere else to put my knife, I shoved it into the wood wall. It was harder than I thought, but it finally gave way to the blade.
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Me Time
Jul 18, 2011 17:48:29 GMT -5
Post by Burriam on Jul 18, 2011 17:48:29 GMT -5
Journey
I took another drag of my cig and blew the smoke out in a steady stream, feeling the weight lift off of my shoulders. "Yeah. But I must not have heard you correctly. I could have sworn you told me to get out."
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Me Time
Jul 18, 2011 17:51:20 GMT -5
Post by *InsertNameHere* on Jul 18, 2011 17:51:20 GMT -5
~Max
"I'm sorry, could you repeat that? I had something obnoxious stuck in my ears." I raised an eyebrow, yanking the knife out of the wall.
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Jul 18, 2011 17:53:49 GMT -5
Post by Burriam on Jul 18, 2011 17:53:49 GMT -5
Journey
I eyed his knife. "Do you want to know where you can shove that thing? Or I could just show you?" I offered, smiling sweetly.
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Me Time
Jul 18, 2011 17:55:43 GMT -5
Post by *InsertNameHere* on Jul 18, 2011 17:55:43 GMT -5
~Max
"Yeah, but I'd rather show you." I fingered the blade.
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Me Time
Jul 18, 2011 17:59:02 GMT -5
Post by Burriam on Jul 18, 2011 17:59:02 GMT -5
Journey
After a final drag, I stomped out my cigarette and opened the door, stepping out into the aisle.
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Me Time
Jul 18, 2011 19:40:56 GMT -5
Post by *InsertNameHere* on Jul 18, 2011 19:40:56 GMT -5
~Max
"Disgusting." I muttered, then when she left, I slammed the door behind her and threw the knife at the door. It hit perfectly in the middle, and I knew the blade was sticking out the other side. I let out an evil laugh, then snatched the knife from the door and sat down next to my saddle, which was upside down on the floor.
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Me Time
Jul 20, 2011 20:59:12 GMT -5
Post by Burriam on Jul 20, 2011 20:59:12 GMT -5
Journey
What a creep. I strode down the aisle, wrinkling my nose at the gross horse smell.
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