journal by destiny rose Greetings all that may have stumbled onto this excerpt. As most know sometimes I slip out of BDSM mode and a another part of me is offered: The writer. Most of you may know that I am writing a few books actually ((procrastination is bad)). This is one going in my book of poems and short stories. It is sort of an attempt at life ... growing up as the pages slowly walk through life. Phases in life defined, described with either a poem or story. This is part of my older teen section. I will warn you it is a touch sad. At the same time I hope it captivates you. I am posting it... (( sort of putting it on the ol *chopping* block as it were to get a lil un bias feed back. So if you do read it... please tell me.. if it was the first thing you stumbled to in my book, would you want to read more? Happy reading *smiles* THE ROOM ((CDC Productions *08* )) The room was dark and silent. The beds made neatly one in purple lace the other in green. They twined each other, down to the teddy bears that sat ready for play.They sat empty and waiting. Two young ladies enter... ages unknown, names unknown. They are sisters. One grabs a bear and sits down, her features are calm and quiet. The other plops beside her looking concerned. She mimics her sis and grabs the bear on the other bed and slides to the floor. The older watches quietly and the younger makes the bear walk around. The oldest smiles but is very serious. Pulling ...
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