Short story

Sep 01, 2005 01:06

Skipping down the street, avoiding all the lines and cracks, Jenny age 12 sees a slightly old cadillac driving slightly too fast past her. The windows are rolled up, and the music is turned up loud enough so that she could still hear it through the windows. Jenny couldn't recognize the song, but she identified the caddy belonging to her next door ( Read more... )

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Capitalize Jenny, please. kt_emo_pants September 1 2005, 19:48:44 UTC
It's pretty good. It's a little Stephen Kingish, but I like it. When I started reading it, I was like, "Oh Jesus. Is this going to be one of those true story things that you get in your e-mail sometimes?" The one thing I don't like about it is the begining kinda drags on, but you should definitely keep going with it. By the way, did you want to go swimming at my Grandma's house tonight with Nigel? I saw him today and he said he wanted to hang out after work. I miss you. ♥

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