Day 21: Continued

The dull thud of the metal spoon hitting the cardboard bottom of the ice cream container made her look down in a kind of shock. "That won't do." she said calmly, and without a single second of though devoted to the possibility that it would all go to her thighs. She unwrapped herself from her Navajo blanket and it fell away like a cocoon, the only difference was she didn't look any more beautiful on the exit than on the entrance. Avoiding the glass in the doorway by the stairs, she crept into the kitchen and guiltily lifted another pint of frozen yogurt heaven.
She tried to slink into the room unnoticed, as if the red message light were a cyclops coming to terrorize her. She failed, however, to escape the wrath of the coffe table, and went sprawling as 'it came from nowhere and attacked her.' Flailing arms smacked into the PLAY MESSAGE button by the phone and the tape started spewing out unwanted messages like a dog upheaving leftovers---unwanted, and messy and it made her want to throw up just thinking about it.
" Hi! Where are you..." a disgusting cheerful voice questioned." I just wanted to know...great dress at the mall, your size...perfect chocolate shop...cute librarian cheked me out today, not like looking that is, I mean he gave me my books and stuff..." Sherrie's voice drowned on. Just listening to her cherful banter could put a smile on anyone's face. Too bad for Sherrie that it just wasn't a good "let's all smile" day. She glared at the phone, but it kept on playing the messages, as if to spite her. "Let me explain." An all to familiar voice started, and her heart (the little unbroken pieces still left) shattered. "..."


I hate doing this so late but I had to go to work and ended up staying later than i wanted. Oh well, its another part of the emo girl one. More another time