So the prompt for this one was given by a lovely friend of mine undercoveralice ; it involved her giving our writing class an uncommon word with its defintion for us to write about.
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I was always extremely tired at the end of the day and just couldn't wait to climb into my bed. My bed was my love, my only true love. Nobody loved me. Only my bed and my momma. Sorry.
It was the greatest feeling to climb into my bed, and I hated getting out of bed in the morning. That was the worst the feeling in the world.
And when I laid down in my bed at the end of the day, I let out a groan and a sigh. Very loudly. It was nice. So so nice.
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A Short Story Collection #Wattys2018
Short Story***NO LONGER RECEIVING NEW UPDATES; DISCONTINUED*** I'm in a writing class, and we do writing exercises where we write a short story in about fifteen minutes or less. I've decided to put together the short stories I've done on Wattpad. I've also r...
