Friday, May 16, 2014

Writing Starter 52

Whenever I really wished I had something I would simply just give it to myself.  I became to be a little unhappy though.  There was no satisfaction when I finally got what I wanted.  When I told people they all began to fight for it.  I received threats and many people tried to steal it.  I had to hide my precious.  So I buried it. The End

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