This is my first one:))) commentaar please
Water dripped off my blazing red hair and onto the floor.
“Mom? Can I leave now?” Mom had made me go outside, in the freezing rain, and gather all of the wet clothes on the line. I was shaking now in the corner, covered from head to toe with water, I coughed.
“Vic your not dry enough. Just a couple meer minutes.” Mary was standing door the edge of the wall, looking at me, a smile on her face. She loved my torture.
“Okay, u can go up now.” Yes, I quickly fled up the stairs and into my room.
It was warm in here. My bed...
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