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| - | You continue to charge forward, tasting the fresh wind in your breath. You hold your head steady, unaware that the approaching car is currently swerving to avoid you...swerving in the direction that you are running | + | You continue to charge forward, tasting the fresh wind in your breath. You hold your head steady, unaware that the approaching car is currently swerving to avoid you...swerving in the direction that you are running! |
The vehicle slams into your knees, you smash against the glass window and fly up into the air. You can only imagine in that brief second of time what kind of displays you are giving to that perverted old man at the bus stop. | The vehicle slams into your knees, you smash against the glass window and fly up into the air. You can only imagine in that brief second of time what kind of displays you are giving to that perverted old man at the bus stop. | ||
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[[A portrait of an American Girl Named Myra]] | [[A portrait of an American Girl Named Myra]] | ||
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Current revision as of 15:11, 26 May 2010
You continue to charge forward, tasting the fresh wind in your breath. You hold your head steady, unaware that the approaching car is currently swerving to avoid you...swerving in the direction that you are running!
The vehicle slams into your knees, you smash against the glass window and fly up into the air. You can only imagine in that brief second of time what kind of displays you are giving to that perverted old man at the bus stop.
As you're twirling in the air, you even begin to think everything will be okay. After all, You don't feel too hurt!
However, you never get a chance to complete your smile. As you land head first into the ground, you snap your neck and die instantly. The old man stares at your bare legs for a moment, before pulling out his cell phone to call for help.
The End
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| Modesty | -5 | Partners:
The closest partner you ever had is the Old Man. |
| Condoms | 0 | |
| Age | DEAD | |
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