My Feeble Attempts at Fictions.
Wednesday, 2 November, 2011

Best Friend #Day2

'Say something Priya! Speak up! Get up! You're scaring me!' She was frantically shaking the still body.
She was so happy this morning when she found a shiny packet on her bed. It was the doll she had always wanted. She had dialed wrong number twice in excitement before her best friend's mother's voice finally reached her ears.
Enthusiastic Priya had just wanted to brush the doll's hair when the possessive girl threw the ball at her. Priya fell on the floor. She had been hysterically rocking Priya's body.

It was about time, she realized she had been left with a piece of plastic for a best friend.

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