‘Are you laughing at me Sybil?’ Megan’s high pitched voiced sounded strained and so did her sky blue eyes.
‘Now why would you think such?’ said Sybil.
‘Because I know you twitch your nose when you do?’ you were. I hate you? Her tears slapped me inside as she turned to run.
‘Megan stop you’ll slip, MEGAN STOP’ she didn’t stop, she was too angry.
A piercing cry rent the air drowning out the shattering of glass.
The glass doors paid for her haste, glazing the patio floor with clear droplets.

Written for Mondays Finish The Story: April 27th 2015


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