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    Dying Alone
    Dying Alone
    Dying Alone
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    Dying Alone

    By Ashley Bradley

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    Megan sees all her ugly peers from high school getting married and having babies on Facebook. It's disgusting, but she can't help but feel she's missing out by not doing the same.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherAshley Bradley
    Release dateJan 17, 2020
    ISBN9781393525318
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      Dying Alone - Ashley Bradley

      Thanks to Facebook, Megan knew her bully from elementary school had three kids by three different fathers.

      Asia posted countless pics of her three sons, calling them her kings. Sometimes she’d post pics with all four of them together. Asia would be in the middle and her three sons would surround her, looking ashy and exhausted, forcing smiles on their small, sad child faces. The kids had these worn-out, ugly little old man faces. Strangely wrinkled, though none of the children were a day over five.

      The latest pic Asia posted was a family pic again. It looked like she’d gone to the portrait studio at the mall. The background looked like some gay shit from the early-aughts. This time, though, there were four children in the pic. Three surrounding her, as usual, looking sick to their stomachs. And then a fourth, in her decrepit womb, awaiting a similar depressing fate as the others.

      Grossly stalking Asia’s page, Megan could not find a single pic of a father. The only evidence she could conjure, from nearly a thousand pics, was one photo of Asia at a cookout. Someone had taken a photo of her at a stalker-distance, speaking to a sickly looking ashen man who gave the impression of having been born on the floor of a Jamaican dancehall. Megan thought possibly this could be a relative of Asia’s, or even a friend, but the contempt and boredom on the man’s face in the photo as it appeared Asia was accosting him, hinted at baby daddy.

      But it wasn’t clear.

      If you have three and a half kids, it should probably be clear.

      At some point.

      What was clear, was that Asia’s life was terrible.

      And if Megan were well adjusted, she would be able to acknowledge that, and feel happy her childhood bully had finally gotten her just dues. She was having to raise a collection of Bebe’s Kids on her own, all while doing it with absolutely zero edges.

      But Megan was a mental mess, so mostly just felt envious.

      She had no man to speak of, let alone four different ones willing to cum raw inside her.

      How did Asia’s ugly ass manage that??, Megan embarrassingly wondered, unfortunately not quietly in her head, but out loud to her friend Cat, who had at least five sugar daddies, so could not relate.

      Any bitch can get cummed in, Cat said, verbally rolling her eyes. She sometimes couldn’t believe how basic Megan could be, and wondered why she even hung out with her. But then she remembered that Megan was a pretty girl. Genuinely pretty. Didn’t need a weave, and if she left her house without makeup on, children wouldn’t scream. That was rare. Cat refused to hang out with ugly bitches. She felt if she hung out with an ugly bitch, or even a mediocre bitch, something about their ugly and/or plain jane energy would fuck up her ability to snag men and snatch their coins. She grew up in a family of man eaters. Her mom always had some simp paying her bills and massaging her feet every night. Cat didn’t know her dad, and did not care because she always had every toy she ever wanted growing up and food was always on the table. She didn’t have a dusty existence like the majority of her friends at school.

      Her older sister Missy was the one who put her on game, so to speak. Cat’s mom actually wanted her to be a square and a geek. Go to library school or some shit and keep her head in the books. So it was up to Missy to let her know the tea. It was all pretty basic stuff. Keep your pussy juicy. Wash your neck. Eat a lot of grapes so you stay cute. Nothing too difficult. Except the rule about making sure you don’t have any ugly friends.

      How when every bitch is ugly? twelve year old Cat remembered asking her sister.

      Missy sighed. "I don’t know, hoe. But figure it out. You keep ugly bitch energy around you, and you’ll only attract ugly bitch type of shit."

      Cat knew her sister was absolutely right. And she never saw Missy with an ugly bitch. Though she also had no friends. But Cat figured that’s probably because everyone was jealous of Missy for being able to pull off blonde hair and not be out here looking like a fucking clown or crackhead. Plus, she was an introverted loner type so it didn’t really matter.

      But Cat didn’t like the loner-loser look, so she wanted some fucking friends.

      But it was bleak. Everyone is literally so ugly.

      It took her ages to find Megan. And then when she does, the bitch is some depressed negative nancy type of bitch. Jealous cuz some scab she attended third grade with got like fifty different baby daddies and live in an apartment over the fucking liquor store.

      Yeah, people always say that, Megan continued whining, They always say oh, if you’re a woman, you can get any man because you have a pussy. But that’s not true is it?

      Cat rolled her eyes with her actual eyeballs this time, Well, I guess, not if you look like fucking Elephant Man. But pretty much any woman outside of that, yeah.

      Megan sighed, So why is it so hard for me?

      Because you’re a depressed black hole of an annoying bitch. Maybe...your spirit is equivalent to looking like Elephant Man. You know?

      Megan just looked at her. Then, "I think it’s The Elephant Man."

      Cat kind of lazily threw her hands up in a defeated manner, See. This is exactly the shit I’m talking about.

      It’s just I remember Asia from school. Not only did she every day look like if Bert and Ernie fucked and had some retarded puppet baby, but she had a shit personality, too. She was Elephant Man inside and out.

      Cat made her eyelids go flat, "I thought it was The Elephant Man."

      Whatever!

      How dare you be pedantic with me when you’re not even going to abide by it?

      Megan rolled her eyes, "Can you explain to me how she gets cummed in at least four times, and probably wayyyy more than that, to be honest, but I can’t even get a dude to hold

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