Contribute 3 words to continue the story & keep it rolling- add your part in the comments, and it'll be up here in the story shortly. It is also on Facebook, so you can easily contribute to it this way group story on facebook on FB we are on the same name: Jimi Shelley Sidle-Owens
Our group story, so far (as of March 21):
One Rainy Evening I killed her, was I dreaming?
She got a glimpse- had she seen the black bandana?
Fifteen years ago I was old, she was young and so naive. Just my type! I remember she smelled like cherry wine and licorice. Her cigarette lit my hair aflame; balls of fire, eh. William Burroughs tried and he succeeded.
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...i killed her ;)....
ReplyDeleteHad she seen?
ReplyDeletethe black bandanna?
ReplyDeleteFifteen years ago
ReplyDeleteGerm said...
ReplyDeleteI was old
She was young....
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