When I was young I became very interested in girls without arms. I would sneak into my sisters room and brake her barbies so I could see them without the arms. Year after year this continued until I was about 15. A new girl from out of state started going to my high school. She was born without a portion of her arm and due to medical concerns the entire thing had to be amputated. I hit it up with her and within the course of the week we were dating. I had a great time with her but in senior year I noticed something off about her absent arm. I could have sworn that It was there. Slowly and carefully I reach for the space that an arm should be. A cloth-like texture meets my fingers. I give a firm tug and an entire sheet comes off! Quickly I look up and see... She is one massive arm! Before I can say anything she scuttles away on her fingers pulls open the door and goes into the street. She never came to school again. I hate her to this dy.
Posted on: Sun, 24 Nov 2013 11:02:04 +0000