Story: "Squiggles" 1512.08.26
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ysabetwordsmith"Squiggles: Excerpts from Nleimen's Journal"
1512.08.26
So there's this stupid dance at school, and now my parents found out about it somehow, and they both want me to go. They've nagged me all day. I say that boys are annoying and dances are boring and I've got heaping cartons of homewriting, and they insist that every girl goes to her ... whatever-it-is dance thingy. Sometimes, I think I hate my family.
With the door closed, I can hardly hear them shouting. I should have a good twenty ticks or so before they build up enough steam to burst into my room. That's enough to time to finish the notes for my "Genetics for Breeders" paper.
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1512.08.26
So there's this stupid dance at school, and now my parents found out about it somehow, and they both want me to go. They've nagged me all day. I say that boys are annoying and dances are boring and I've got heaping cartons of homewriting, and they insist that every girl goes to her ... whatever-it-is dance thingy. Sometimes, I think I hate my family.
With the door closed, I can hardly hear them shouting. I should have a good twenty ticks or so before they build up enough steam to burst into my room. That's enough to time to finish the notes for my "Genetics for Breeders" paper.
See the landing page for "Squiggles: Excerpts from Nleimen's Journal."
