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"Tick Tock." Said the clock.
"I know." Said the boy.
"Tick.Tock." The clock repeted.
"I know. Now shut up." The boy repeted, getting upset.
"TICK.TOCK." The clock said one final time.
"SHUT THE F*** UP ALREADY!" The boy screamed, throwing a shoe at the clock. The clock fell to the floor, smashing into pieces.
"Oh s**t! I almost forgot! Im late for anger management classes!" Said the boy, putting his shoe back on and running out the door.
- by zombie amoureux |
- Fiction
- | Submitted on 08/23/2009 |
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- Title: The Clock.
- Artist: zombie amoureux
- Description: I got bored and wrote this at 11:30 pm while sleep deprived and listening to Tokio Hotel. This image actually poped into my head, so I had to write it. Its really short and after reading it you'll probably think im on crack and/or acid. Hope you like it ._.
- Date: 08/23/2009
- Tags: clock anger management sadness children
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