 100 Drabbles for a Withered Rose - Sa 13+
disclaimer: Jk rowling created the world of potter, not me.
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hi, i'm ellen and i'm 13. This is my first drabble, so i hope you like it. Please enjoy!
inky fingers
#78
aged 15, at home for the summer
edith looked at her pale hands and frowned. Then, she looked at the letter on her lap. It had been written with an antique typewriter, and the ink was running off.
Automatically she wiped her hands off her lap, only to watch in horror as the evil black ink smeared her duck egg blue dress. She bit her lip and quickly grabbed the nearest piece of material to her, which was of course, a curtain. She pulled it and began to rub her dress and with a bang! the curtain rail fell down and the heavy cloths fell all around her.
She groaned, as she felt her palms rub against the side of her dress. Damn.
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