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Baby Doll part 5... Mr Mackay's office...Baby Doll part 5 by CarlaTheKoala
"Do you boys have any idea why you're here, mmkay?" Mr Mackay asked as he watched the two teens from behind his desk. Christophe and Gregory were sat opposite Mr Mackay, the French boy slumped in his chair with a bored expression on his face and the Brit looking slightly less comfortable with the fact that he was in trouble. After all a person with an achademic history like his had a reputation to uphold. Neither of the boys answered the counsellor "Mmkay then, I'll show you."
He pressed the play button on a tape player, which was on the edge of his desk and gregory's voice echoed around the office:
'Christophe, get that damn thing to stop crying! I am trying to concentrate here!' Gregory scolded.
'I 'ave no idea 'ow to sweetch zis theeng off' Christophe replied.
'It doesn't have an off switch Christophe!' Gregory informed. The whole time they were talking there was an odd ticking noise in the backround, like a clock or something.
'Well zen can't you deal wiz
Secrets Worth Keeping part 2Ok so don't get me wrong, I was happy -I was soooo happy- that Kenny was away from his abusive parents. However, I was dreading that moment where I couldn't hold on anymore, the moment when sleep finally took over. I was dreading it because I had good reason to.The second my eyelids finally gave up their fight against exhaustion, I found myself trapped in another of my repetetive nightmares...Secrets Worth Keeping part 2 by CarlaTheKoala
A gentle breeze caressed my face as I took in my surroundings, it appears he was outside for this one. The same gust of wind whipped his blond hair into my eyes -I mean his eyes- and caused the all too familiar scent of alcohol and smoke to tease my nostrils. Not that he caused this scent, I guess being surrounded by it on a daily basis meant it unfortunately followed him around.
It was all of these factors that instantly led me to a routine conclusion. Yet again I wasn't in my body, I was in Kenny's. This is how most of my dreams are. It's how I never forget. It's a constant reminder.