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Short Story: Pixie Dust Winters--Chapter 2

Sophie

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We zoom out of the dreaded place.
Heading towards Johnsons's Home for Troubled Girls
"Troubled?"
I say
"I'm not troubled"
I add.
"You have no parents. Your brother is insane. Those are all examples of troubled"
The assistant says.
I walk into the new building that will be my home.
A few hours later
We sit down for what they call "Story time"
Everyone goes around and tells their story today.
I am going last.
Soon I will have to face my fears.
Stand up
And tell my story.
A girl named Felicia goes.
She explains how her family died in a car crash, and her brother committed suicide
"Not bad."
I think
It's not bad compared to my story.
The next 15 minutes are dreadfully long.
As I wait
And wait
For my turn to come along.
Finally, I stand up.
I am shaking.
It is my turn.


I hope you guys enjoyed chapter two. I meant to write this as just one book, but I didn't think I was going to write one more chapter. So I apoligize for any inconvinciece.

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