I got a hold of the person who lived there and endless to say she was not happy.
I had done something she didn’t want me to.
And there was nothing I could do to make it right.
I called her and admitted what I had done.
All she did was scream at me.
I didn’t even know her and she screamed at me.
I guess it’s an understandable reaction on her part.
But if we’re being honest the screaming was a bit unnecessary.
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Categories: flash fiction