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Posted: Thu Dec 01, 2011 4:00 pm
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Posted: Fri Dec 02, 2011 4:12 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 04, 2011 10:09 pm
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Just like taking candy from a baby. Secret happily accepted the lollipop, only halfway realizing that she hadn't eaten anything since she had been at home watching The Little Mermaid. How nice it would be to barbeque! It was certainly always a treat when the neighbors in the apartment complex did - it smelled so good! And sometimes, if she was extra nice, they let her have some too! They were a middle aged couple who always cooked too much for themselves and their two elementary school age children, so it was okay. Right? Right. Because that's what Mommy told her.
Speaking of Mommy ...
Amberlynn walked along the path that led to the food court, laden with multiple turns and twists and roundabouts. Certainly it could make anyone dizzy or seperate them from their loved ones. And what if it was meant to be that way, to seperate people one by one until they were all alone. Or were they herded like sheep, maybe? "Hello, young lady." Amberlynn turned around to look into the eyes of a crackly old man, ugly and wrinkled and horrible. "Would you like to see my pretties?" If that meant any undressing, Amberlynn wasn't sure that she -- He pulled out a plushie of sorts, ragged and dirty. And it looked just like her. The red-ish hair, the sundress, the eyes, the lips ... the confused expression on her face ... "Would you like to buy once, perchance? They're just like your own mini-me."
Amberlynn's 'mini-me' in truth, was in Serrenedy's arms watching the facial expressions of whoever this Dr. Umada was. She couldn't go into the funhouse? Why not? She watched his mouth move, watched him even as Serrenedy covered her ears. What had he said? As a naturally curious three-year-old, Secret wanted to know. What had he said, and why couldn't she go in the funhouse? Where was her Mommy? Where was the food court? Was there barbeque? Secret's stomach growled, but she only barely noticed because it was quickly drowned out by an almost animalistic shriek. What a sound! Almost every person within earshot turned to look, as though chereographed. Who was that, anyway? Secret's Mommy was running frantically over, waving her arms and letting her hair fly behind her as though she had completely forgotten about how esteemed about her beauty she usually might be. I'm going to give all my Secrets away.
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Posted: Mon Dec 05, 2011 6:28 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 18, 2011 4:04 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 18, 2011 7:16 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 18, 2011 7:32 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 18, 2011 9:18 pm
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