Board Thread:General Discussion/@comment-27024716-20150329041720

You've seen my joke stories, but you have yet to see one of my real stories, one where I use my gift in writing it. Soooo...Without further ado, I'm gonna START WRITING A SHORT MASTERPIECE! (And before you ask, I removed all troll from this story, so you get nothing but seriousness)

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"Come on, Ini, it's time to go home." Mimi laughed as the 17 year old jumped down from the steps and grabbed Mimi's hand as she led her twin sister to her new, shiny, bright red, British car. Ini was pooped, she had a large project at her high school.

She opened the passenger door, got in, fastened her seatbelt, and as Mimi started her car and drove home, she tried to stay awake, she was going to tell Mimi about her project, but let sleep take over her body as she happily dozed off.

A couple of hours later, Mimi was literally two blocks away from her home, Ini was still sleeping at that time. A few more minutes later, they were half a block away, when, out of nowhere, a pickup truck came in and smashed into their car. The last thing Mimi remembered was Ini's scream.

When she woke up, she was in a hospital bed, her arms badly cut up. A doctor came in and told her what happened. Ini had jolted awake the split second the truck crashed into their car. Of course, the first thing Mimi asked was if Ini was OK.

"I'm sorry, Miss Miney, but she didn't make it." The doctor had solemnly told her. Mimi buried her face in her hands as she started crying. WIthout warning she took her hands away from her face, and grabbed a nearby shard of glass that had to be taken out of her arms.

When the other doctors rushed into the room, they found the doctor there stabbed to death with the shard of glass in his neck, both Mimi and Ini's body were gone.

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"Hehe..." Mimi giggled, wrapping her arms around her body as she sat in the corner of her room. She had been in this condition for three years now. There seemed to be no escape from the white room. She didn't notice that the door was open, as the events of Ini's death replayed over and over again in her mind.

"Miss Miney." Mimi was snapped out of her thoughts as a woman came in and put a plate of white rice on a white plate on the floor for her and left the room, red ponytail swinging behind her. Mimi smashed the plate without eating the rice, (That was a good waste of rice!) grabbed a large shard of the glass plate she broke and snuck out of the room behind the woman as she left it, shard in hand. 