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+ 3	Death by Tampon
+ 1	A Day With Rhiannon...
+ 3	A Family Affair *Brandywine Part 2*
+ 4	The Secret Of Brandywine..

Note! Rhiannon, like many of my buddies, is real. This story about her life is not. As far as I know, anyways...

 

Rhiannon got up early on Monday. "I hate Mondays," she grumbled beofre falling out of bed. "Rhiannon, are you dead?" her mother, who wished Rhiannon would die so she could get her insurance money, asked hopefully. "Unfourtunately, no," Rhiannon yelled back. Her mother ran to the corner to cry. Rhiannon continued to get ready, hoping that today would be the day that she would befriend a crack head so she wouldn't have to pay for her crack anymore...That's Rhiannon's dream...

"Rhiannon, will you please stop cutting yourself for a second and help me with the babies?" Rhiannon's mother asked. Rhiannon, who thought her mother should actually open her eyes to see that Rhiannon didn't cut herself, decided to go ahead and walk to school. Even though school sucked for Rhiannon, she liked to talk to her awesome friends. Especially me.

On her way to school, since she had accidentally missed the bus, Rhiannon ran into Emily Anne, her other awesome friend whose mom was a bitch. "Emily! Why are you walking to school?" Rhiannon asked, even though she already knew the answer. "Hitler threw me out the window after I wouldn't give Dustbunny a bath. Then she locked the door. Luckily, I was already changed!" They both talked about how ugly Hitler was on the way to school.

When the girls walked into Karns *cough cough hell*, they were greeted by none other than me! "Why the hell are you still in your pajamas?" I asked Emily. "Oh damn it!" she cried when she realized that she hadn't changed after all. "Well, whatever. At least it's not like the one time Hitler made you come to school in a Barbie nightgown*true story*" Emily rolled her eyes. "True..." "Whoa!" Rhiannan cried as we turned the corner to the eight grade hallway and bumped into Coach Kelley. "Hey girls, you need a pass. Ima gonna give ya'll silent lunch if you don't get to class now." We laughed and mocked Coach Kelley, then went on to class, because secretly, we didn't want to get in trouble.

 Oh mah gee! Stay tuned for part two on Feb. 25th!

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