Shredded Papers
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Chapter 1: 29
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Disclaimer: I own nothing.
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A/N: Woohoo!!! Its finally up :D. Now onto the story.
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She smirked at the small cake.
She hated the small cake.
The small cake with the numbers 29 written on it.
She grabbed a knife and stabbed the number.
She hated those numbers.
She turned those numbers.
She didnt want to be 29.
That just meant she was getting old.
Which meant that her biological clock wasnt happy with her.
She didnt want her biological clock to drop dead.
But then again.
Why should she care.
She looked at the album with the blue and pink script swirled on it.
'Oh yeah.'
She thought to herself.
'Thats why.'
She grabbed the album and lightly traced all the things on the page.
The page that she might as well throw out.
She grimaced a bit as she looked at the page.
It was mocking her.
The hideous page was laughing.
Telling her that she wishes that she could fill up that page.
But she never would.
Heck even with her ticking biological clock.
She would never get to fill up that page.
She slammed the album shut as she heard Shane come into the apartment.
She wasnt even supposed to look.
They both knew she wasnt.
Sometimes it just hurt to much.
But she couldnt help herself.
She just went back to slowly stabbing the number 29 on the small cake.
"Again Mitchie?"
"Yes again. Just like every year after I turned 26. Buying a cake and stabbing it."
He sighed grabbing the knife from her.
"Stop it Mitchie."
She smirked and slid down in her chair.
"No."
"How come."
"Because Im a grown woman and I can do what I want. Now give me back the dang knife."
He sighed sticking the knife back into the cake.
"Fine. Do whatever you want."
"Thank you."
She smiled and went back to stabbing the cake.
And sitting on the album that she wasnt supposed to look at.