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 I really wish I hadn't wore heels, what an idiot. 

I look down and can't help but laugh. I had been

 fantasizing about this day for the past week.

 "Its a surprise" he had teased. That bastard. It 

hadnt been workin out for a while now, to be 

honest the strongest feeling i'd had towards him

 lately was disgust. Everything about him annoyed

 me. The way he laughed, the way he ate. Even the

 way he watched tv irrated me, he sat there looking

 at the screen with this dopey look on his face and
had this odd habit of mimicking the facial expressions

 of whoever he was watching. anyway, i got bored, 

cheated, told a "friend" who, out of the goodness 

of her heart told him. So this was his revenge. 

I can still hear him roaring with laughter as he drove off.

 So here i am in the middle of nowhere, my favourite 

little black dress covered in mud, wondering how far

 it is to the nearest road. Its getting dark so i eventually

 manage to free my feet and take off down the road.

 Suddenly i hear this loud, screeching noise coming 

from behind me, i look around...............


and there she was, my sister. my sister moved out of the 

family home more than five years ago. she decided she

 had to get a new life, a new more exciting thrilling life, so she walked 

out of the house leaving a note. her things were gone, my mother was in bits.

 she raised a wild child that grew into a purple dyed haired teenager. 

of course the purple hair was a phase at the time.we knew she 

wasnt dead or anything, she still sent birthday cards. i stared at 

my sister through the windscreen of her Stylish  Black Mercedes

 Mclaren. The Mclaren is the everyday Bat-mobile for women- how did she get one.Vivenne had now replaced the purple hair for a

 rich chocolatebrown tone accessorized with a tango tan and an expensive

 wardrobe. i got into the bat-mobile!! After she had driven back onto the main road, she spoke

. her voice was now more grown up with a scotish twist, we grew

 up in cavan! she asked how i was, i said fine, i wasnt really, i had 

just being humiliated and was not looking forward to hearing about 

it from all of simons mates.

my turn to ask the question now, so i turned to my older sister 

vivenne and said "Where the hell have you being, and how did you

 know where i was?"..............

 

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