Again, rather self explanatory. I wasn't really fond of this style, but we had to do it in creative writing. View table of contents...

Submitted: Jul 16, 2008    Reads: 32    Comments: 0    Likes: 1   

A smiling snake is slithering toward me, concealing her crooked craft behind a friendly wave of greeting.

She keeps on creeping toward me, causing chills and making my skin crawl.

I think to myself, “Trip, please trip. Tear the knees of your jeans. You filthy little ferret, I can’t stand you…” I want to scream.

I wrestle with the urge to run right over her, and make a macabre mess of her preppy, perfect clothes.

A warning hand rests resolutely on my shoulder and I sigh, “All right, I’ll leave the bloody brat alone…”

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