Inspiration Room discussion

The title is pretty clear. Just write a random paragraph.

I hated him, because he stole her from me. I was her best friend! How dare he try to take her from me? He was selfish, more selfish than I was. I didn't make her give up him for me, although I desperately wanted too. He was a jerk, and I hated him.

I couldn't help but wonder what had happened in that operations room. What had gone wrong that the result had so varied away from what it had supposed to be. Why had her heart stopped? Why won't she come back? Why did she die?
One subway whizzed past and another came to a stop. People got on, others got off. The circle of life was all around me, but I had somehow fallen out. I sat on a black bench, my suitcase in my hands, and a lump in my throat.
"Oh, hello Doctor!" a bright voice sounded from overhead. I looked up. It was the young med student who had done some interning with me a few months ago. He reminded me of how young I was and how terrible old I felt. He had no right to call me doctor. Doctor? Was I a doctor? Or was I a murderer? "Hey, it's good to see you again," he said, coming towards me.
I looked around. I wanted to get away, but I knew I couldn't. the last thing I wanted to do right now was talk. And what made it even worse was that it had to be someone in the medical field. I just nodded my head, not trusting my voice. I should have left when I had the chance. All day I had sat here, multiple trains coming and going, and yet I had stayed where I was. All I wanted was answers. Was that too much to ask?

"Life's short." People say that all the time, but do they even realize what an oxymoron that is? How can life be short? It's the longest thing anyone every does!!!!! Maybe, in comparison to like, giant sea turtles that live hundreds of years, are lives are "short". But they're still long. It's like when you ask for a small at the coffee shop and the server looks at you all annoyed and says, "You mean a TALL?!?" And you're like "IT'S THE SAME THING!" Life isn't short. People just suck.

((the small=tall thing always throws me! "You mean a tall?" "No, I mean a small!!!" LOL!))

((LOL Small is a relative term, anyway! I told my brother to get a large once, and he came out with like a medium-sized one and I was all, what is that? And he's all, a tall! And I'm like, surely that's not the biggest one! And he's like, no the biggest one is a grande! And I'm like, could we please stick to English here! GAAH)))

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Fat people are harder to kidnap. I read that on a bumper sticker once, and I thought it was just a joke. But the other day, I experienced it firsthand.

LOL

((warning: mild insanity ahead. ignore. ))


I get so confused. Like, for instance, my friend told me something and I don't remember it now. And she's screaming but I'm not sure why. And then a dog ate my foot. His name was Rover. The dog, not my foot. My foot's name was Irving. So I'm confused. I've been confused for a long time. I think it all began when that guy in the purple wig told me he was my father. I knew he wasn't. That was why I shot him. But it still confused me. Forever. It was all that dude's fault. Why would he mess with me like that?! I'm confused. Cupcakes.

??? My foot's name was Irving LOL!

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((okay then...))

((omg i love it!!))

((that was awesome squiggles! I understood it perfectly!))

I learned 3 things today. 1: Ninja bunnies exist. 2: Cinnamon rolls don't taste good if you forget cinnamon. And 3: Music is hard to see.

LOL

:D

NINJA BUNNIES? gah, its bad enough taht i have to deal with were bunnies....

lol.

SERIOUSLY!!

There's also plot bunnies... they're kind of scary...

and omg, have you heard of the were butterflies?

Ummm.... no...?

good

LOL