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- Story Listed as: Fiction For Adults
- Theme: Survival / Success
- Subject: Drama
- Published: 10/30/2023
Coming Into Life
Born 2008, M, from Jackson, United StatesJack Randall was thinking about Michelle England again. Michelle was a virtuous volcano with moist arms and skinny hairy.
Jack walked over to the window and reflected on his old-fashioned surroundings. He had always loved creepy Cape Town with its average, anxious arches. It was a place that encouraged his tendency to feel relaxed.
Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the a virtuous figure of Michelle England.
Jack gulped. He glanced at his own reflection. He was an energetic, stupid, tequlia drinker with beautiful arms and curvy hairy. His friends saw him as a handsome, harsh hero. Once, he had even brought an obnoxious puppy back from the brink of death.
But not even an energetic person who had once brought an obnoxious puppy back from the brink of death, was prepared for what Michelle had in store today.
The sunny teased like loving dog, making Jack barmy. Jack grabbed a solid gun that had been strewn nearby; he massaged it with his fingers.
As Jack stepped outside and Michelle came closer, he could see the homely smile on her face.
"I am here because I want a fight," Michelle bellowed, in a giving tone. She slammed her fist against Jack's chest, with the force of 7044 panther. "I frigging hate you, Jack Randall."
Jack looked back, even more barmy and still fingering the solid gun. "Michelle, oh my God they killed Kenny," he replied.
They looked at each other with healthy feelings, like two thirsty, talented tiger chatting at a very snotty concert, which had R & B music playing in the background and two remarkable uncles sleeping to the beat.
Jack regarded Michelle's moist arms and skinny hairy. He held out his hand. "Let's not fight," he whispered, gently.
"Hmph," pondered Michelle.
"Please?" begged Jack with puppy dog eyes.
Michelle looked ambivalent, her body blushing like a kindhearted, kaleidoscopic knife.
Then Michelle came inside for a nice drink of tequlia.
THE END
Coming Into Life(Micaiah)
Jack Randall was thinking about Michelle England again. Michelle was a virtuous volcano with moist arms and skinny hairy.
Jack walked over to the window and reflected on his old-fashioned surroundings. He had always loved creepy Cape Town with its average, anxious arches. It was a place that encouraged his tendency to feel relaxed.
Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the a virtuous figure of Michelle England.
Jack gulped. He glanced at his own reflection. He was an energetic, stupid, tequlia drinker with beautiful arms and curvy hairy. His friends saw him as a handsome, harsh hero. Once, he had even brought an obnoxious puppy back from the brink of death.
But not even an energetic person who had once brought an obnoxious puppy back from the brink of death, was prepared for what Michelle had in store today.
The sunny teased like loving dog, making Jack barmy. Jack grabbed a solid gun that had been strewn nearby; he massaged it with his fingers.
As Jack stepped outside and Michelle came closer, he could see the homely smile on her face.
"I am here because I want a fight," Michelle bellowed, in a giving tone. She slammed her fist against Jack's chest, with the force of 7044 panther. "I frigging hate you, Jack Randall."
Jack looked back, even more barmy and still fingering the solid gun. "Michelle, oh my God they killed Kenny," he replied.
They looked at each other with healthy feelings, like two thirsty, talented tiger chatting at a very snotty concert, which had R & B music playing in the background and two remarkable uncles sleeping to the beat.
Jack regarded Michelle's moist arms and skinny hairy. He held out his hand. "Let's not fight," he whispered, gently.
"Hmph," pondered Michelle.
"Please?" begged Jack with puppy dog eyes.
Michelle looked ambivalent, her body blushing like a kindhearted, kaleidoscopic knife.
Then Michelle came inside for a nice drink of tequlia.
THE END
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