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Wounded by Dust

Wounded by Dust

206 Reads 6 Votes 4 Part Story
treetopsilhouette By treetopsilhouette Updated Jul 21, 2012

One day I woke up, and decided to go. I was well aware that my father was infuriated to know that his youngest daughter had run away to live with hippies in California. I couldn’t care less, it seemed as if my father thought freedom and happiness was an epidemic and it had now it’s evil claws tight around his daughter. Before I knew it, I was on the highway with my thumb towards the City of Angels.

treetopsilhouette treetopsilhouette Jun 17, 2012
@Redribbons woah, thank you, thank you, thank you! Oh, I'll read through it again and see if there's anything I can do :)
Redribbons Redribbons Jun 17, 2012
Oh lordie i love this on so many different levels. It's totally my kind of story and your writing is amazing! Definitely sticking with this baby! the only thing i have t comment on is i found it hard to separate the speech and description, but thats a minor MINOR thing because this is amazing! :D