A Dish Served ColdA Story by SakuraGirldrabble“My first name is Daniel. I am unable to remember my last name. I am 12 years old. When I was 2 – so I was told – my mother sold me and my twin sister to the Master. I have a very ugly upper lip and he painted the clown smile on my face each morning. Everybody at the circus beat me because the Master says I am bad. Last knight I stacked a penknife on his neck when he came out of my sister’s tent. I plead guilty. I want to wash my face because I want to laugh now.” © 2008 SakuraGirlFeatured Review
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3 Reviews Added on December 8, 2008 AuthorSakuraGirlAboutI'm no wannabe writer. Hope I will be, someday. Writing out of pure passion, in my frustratingly decreasing free time, with the slight hope of bringing enjoyment to the braves ones bumping into my .. more..Writing
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