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fiogf49gjkf0d 'What are you doing back here? Expect you've come to brag at us. We're not impressed with your success. Country people don't make a fuss'
I expected a slap on the back, now. Not a smack in the face. It might have been the car that I was driving, it might have been the flash girl on my knee, they didn't like the pink suit I was wearing, so they tied me to the demon tree.
'What happened to your accent? You're talking like a nancy boy. We're trying to bring you down to earth, but you don't seem grateful or overjoyed'
I felt the evil rise from the roots, now. I heard them chant and laugh. It might have been the car that I was driving, it might have been the flash girl on my knee, they didn't like the pink suit I was wearing, so they tied me to the demon tree.
'What happened to your breathing? Heartbeat's gone, you couldn't take it. When we're asked, we don't remember. The memory's gone, don't try to wake it'
I was laid beneath the boughs, now. No-one missed me at all. It might have been the car that I was driving, it might have been the flash girl on my knee, they didn't like the pink suit I was wearing, so they tied me to the demon tree.
I expected a slap on the back, now.
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