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Monday, April 12, 2010
Sorry Miss. @ 9:56 PM
Girl A: Happy Birthday Girl B ! ! !
Girl B : -silence-
Girl A: Happy Birthday ?!
Girl B: Oh. Thankyou miss. Thankyou. Thankyou. Thankyou.
Girl A: Where do you want to go today? I'll take you anywhere.
Girl B: I'm tired.
Girl A: We can just take a walk to the park and have a rest there.
Girl B: I'm really tired.
Girl A: Okay. We can sit down here.

Girl A and Girl B rested on the kurb, infront of their home. Girl B slowly fell asleep on the grassy edges and it became very quiet. Girl A gazed at Girl B and reminisced about the past 15 years they had know eachother. Girl B always stood up for Girl A, once she saved Girl A from a knife attack, but got hurt herself.

Girl A stood up and looked once more at Girl B, now her eyes blank. She grabbed Girl B by the arms and dragged her across the road to the nearest dumpster and left her there. Girl A slowly walked back to her home, without turning back to have a last look at Girl B.

"Mother, Girl B died. Can I have a new one?"

"The warranty says that we can have it fixed"

Girl A looked out the window and saw the lifeless being huddled against the dumpster.

'She was such a pretty friend, but I want a new one with brown hair and purple eyes. Girl C has a new one. I want one too. Girl B wasn't very fun, she didn't make me laugh."

Girl B couldn't move. It sat there. Images formed in it's mind, they were being played over and over again from when Girl A was 5 until now. They did everything together"

Girl B: " Mis-Miss! Miss! Miss! Sor-so-sorry! I-I-I-I-I-I can't ssseeeaurve-servve y-uu-ouuu any-any-any moauuuurrrrr mour-mm-orre"

There was a bright spark and the wires of it's motherboard snapped.

Sign: Second hand Model 500 Female $5000. Repaired.

Welcome to the Year 3000.


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Less about me, and more about you honey ;) But just to put it out there, one day hopefully, I would be able to go celebrity hopping with my drama-crazed high school friends. I don't know when that is going to happen, but if it does, then I'm happy we kept connected ;)Hotties, here we come & promise us that all of you will stay hot&sexy ♥ Okay, so this is just an extra just to explain the ever-changing picture at the very top of my blog which is not part of my posts :) I'll change it according to what I like at the time Presently it's : SHINee .

love, xtine