Sarra

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Flash Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic
Boxes, Boxes and more Boxes hunt them down

Submitted: July 15, 2009

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Submitted: July 15, 2009

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Sara

Sara lived in a box.

Sara went to school each day.

Schools have always been fertilizer for boxes.

She loved her boyfriend.

Her boyfriend loved boxes.

Sara hated anything that was 100 times smaller then herself.

Sara crushed any bug that she saw with the greatest pleasure she could have.

Sara was not a virgin.

Sara made love whenever she could

Sara lost her virigitnity to her superego, the one she most often made love to.

Sara went to church with passion; she admired what she saw there.

The church has always made titanium boxes.

Sara was a good girl her parents loved her

Her parents after all taught her all what she knew best, the way of the box.


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