Sunday, January 12, 2014

Crying Wolf

There's a little girl in my neighborhood who likes nothing more than to scream at the top of her lungs. I'll be sitting down to do some writing when suddenly, from the street, I hear a high-pitched, "AAAYAYAYYYYAYAYY!"

I'm worried about what will happen to her if she ever gets into actual danger. Not because people in the neighborhood will think she's faking, mind you. It's because, at this point, we all kind of want her to die.

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