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聽聽聽聽聽聽I remember I used to have a very dear friend when I was about five years old or so. She looked just like me: curly hair, green eyes, rosy cheeks, and I loved her. My parents usually took us together for walks in the park, days at the beach, and camping nights in the backyard. She was the only friend I needed, the only one that truly understood me. The nights I was woken up by bad dreams, she would comfort me until I fell back asleep. When I talked to her, she would always listen, staring at me with her caring eyes. And then, she would always say what I needed to hear.
聽聽聽聽聽聽One day, we had a big fight. I was jealous of her because her eyes were greener than mine, and perhaps she would grow up to be more beautiful than me. Besides that, I was so angry because she had moved all my things around when I was asleep, and then in the morning, I couldn't find any of my toys. I yelled at her until my voice faded out, but I was still angry.
聽聽聽聽聽聽I grabbed her and tried to smack her head onto one of my bedroom chairs, but she clung to the edge of the table. I pulled and pulled until she finally let go. Then, I pushed her onto the window pane as hard as I could, several times. My mom came rushing to see what all the fuzz was about and found me crying inside the closet, with a big scratch on my left cheek. It turns out the bitch tried to fight back, but there she was, lying on the floor, with her broken nose. Stupid doll.
Thank you, @mariannewest, for another #freewrite challenge. Today's prompt is broken nose. To learn more and take part go here.
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聽聽聽聽聽聽Recuerdo que sol铆a tener una amiga muy querida cuando ten铆a unos cinco a帽os. Se parec铆a a m铆: cabello rizado, ojos verdes, mejillas rosadas, y la amaba. Mis padres sol铆an llevarnos juntas a pasear por el parque, d铆as en la playa y noches de campamento en el patio trasero. Ella era la 煤nica amiga que necesitaba, la 煤nica que realmente me entend铆a. Las noches que me despertaban pesadillas, ella me consolaba hasta que volv铆a a quedarme dormida. Cuando hablaba con ella, ella siempre escuchaba, mir谩ndome con sus ojos cari帽osos. Y luego, ella siempre dec铆a lo que yo necesitaba escuchar.
聽聽聽聽聽聽Un d铆a, tuvimos una gran pelea. Estaba celosa de ella porque sus ojos eran m谩s verdes que los m铆os, y tal vez ella creciera para ser m谩s hermosa que yo. Adem谩s de eso, estaba muy enojada porque ella hab铆a movido todas mis cosas cuando yo dorm铆a, y luego, por la ma帽ana, no pude encontrar ninguno de mis juguetes. Le grit茅 hasta que mi voz se apag贸, pero todav铆a estaba enojada.
聽聽聽聽聽聽La agarr茅 y trat茅 de golpear su cabeza contra una de las sillas de mi dormitorio, pero se aferr贸 al borde de la mesa. Tir茅 y tir茅 hasta que finalmente se solt贸. Luego, la empuj茅 contra el descanso de la ventana tan fuerte como pude, varias veces. Mi mam谩 vino corriendo para ver de qu茅 se trataba todo ese revuelo y me encontr贸 llorando dentro del armario, con un gran rasgu帽o en la mejilla izquierda. Resulta que la perra trat贸 de defenderse, pero all铆 estaba, tirada en el suelo, con la nariz rota. Mu帽eca est煤pida.
Gracias, @mariannewest, por otro desaf铆o #freewrite. La sugerencia de hoy es nariz rota. Para aprender m谩s y participar ve aqu铆.