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"WENDY!!!!!" squealed the tiny raven haired boy as he tore through the halls
towards his intended target. Said target being his best friend Wednesday,
another child much like himself, dark in looks yet twice the trouble maker.
Upon seeing Joey, Wednesday tore away from his mother and started running
as well.One would have thought they hadn't seen each other for years, yet the
reality was...it had only been one day. The two were literally inseparable from
the day they'd met.
Unable to slow down, like magnets on a direct course, the children let out loud
squeaks as their bodies collided with each other and sent them flying into the
floor.The force of the blow had sent their limbs sprawling in all directions, like an
intense game of Twister. In a fit of high pitched fit of giggles the two untangled
themselves and got to their feet.
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Keeping his eyes closed, Joey drummed his fingers across the dashboard, humming along to the song. "Master! Master! Master of puppets I'm pulling your strings...."
Joey yelped as a hand tapped him on the shoulder. He had been so into his music, he hadn't even noticed that the car had stopped, nor that the door had been opened. Pulling out his earphones he looked over to his mother.
She laughed at him and withdrew her hand. "You ready to go?" She asked, already walking towards the back of the car. He groaned inwardly No...
But he didn't really complain because even though he was too tired to really be bothered moving, his body was sick of being in the confinements of the car.
He grunted in response and undid his seatbelt, sighing in relief as he half-exited the car and got to stretch his legs. As he attempted to stand he realis
Crown of ThornsShe wakes up with red staining her pillow
and the taste of blood like iron in her mouth
It stains her teeth and leaks from her lips, and as she
rinses her mouth out, she can’t help thinking that
it’s better than dirt and ashes
it feels like she’s wearing a noose
of broken promises and shattered glass
that tightens around her throat with every day that passes
She nails a smile to her face
and doesn't let herself think the word dying
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