"So, like... What's that all about?" I gesture to the poster she leans against.
She glances over her shoulder.
'Beware of Witches'.
She grins and pops her bubblegum. "I can show you, pretty thing."
I let her.
And through her I meet so many others just like her. Just like me.
What is a writer?
A miserable little pile of words!
Call me MP or Miz
Fiction attempted, with various levels of success.
Yes, I do need help, thank you for noticing.
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