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Bride of Hypnotoad
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![]() Managing Mom Written by Mandi Danielle (butter_cup_baby) Managing Mom is a story about a TB girl. Once her mom finds out about her desires, she has to help her understand, and accept her for who she is. With the help of her Grama, Darcy gets her Mom to realize that she is still the same person. ![]() This story was written by me (aka butter_cup_baby) in 2006-2008, and is mine. Please don't make a carbon copy by just changing names and a few details, that really irks me. This story is fictional. It does have some true qualities to it, as all my stories do, but the story as a whole is a piece of fiction. |
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Bride of Hypnotoad
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Prologue
Written June 18th, 2008 Tick - Tick - Tick went the clock. I sighed and continued to tap my pencil on my desk. Two more minutes, and then I would be free from school. Two more minutes and I can go home and get on with my day. I think I’ll visit Grama, I thought to myself. She and I always have a great time together, besides, I have no work today. If I stayed home all night I’d have to listen to the TV while mom watched, and then listen to her bitch at me. “Darcy, don’t forget to get your report card signed.” Mrs. Jennings reminded me. “I know, I know,” I sighed. The time ticked by so slow. My no.2 pencil tapped the old, wooden desk. My foot followed rhythm, my sneaker tapping the newly waxed floors. The classroom smelled like cheap perfume and sweat; One of the things I hated most about school. I had an overly sensitive nose, and I could smell things a mile away. Jessica, in the back right corner was wearing a knock off of Ralph Lauren perfume, you’d think if she couldn’t afford the real stuff she’d give up on wearing anything at all. Danny, who sat three desks away from me smelled of body odour and axe body spray, the two combined was ghastly. “Darc, wanna hang out after school?” Amber leaned over and whispered to me. “Can’t, I have to stay home and do chores.” I responded, trying my best to look sincere. “Aww, again? You can never go out anymore!” She huffed, crossing her arms. The bell rang and everyone started to get their papers together. Chairs scraped the ground, backpacks zipped up, binders clicked, and pencil cases rattled. The chatter was loud, it would be impossible to hear someone unless they were yelling at you. “See ya, Darcy!” someone said over all the noise, I couldn’t be sure who it was. “Talk to you tomorrow, Darc,” Amber said, waving at me as she left the classroom. Finally, I thought to myself. I gathered my things, ready to go home, ready to finally relieve my stress for the day and have a nice, relaxing evening. |
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Bride of Hypnotoad
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Thanks! I have more, but they aren't in order, I'm doing it so the chapters coorespond with eachother, so I have quite a bit to write before I can post what I already had from like a year ago.
Danny, I hope you don't smell like Danny in my story! And nice new av ^.^ |
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