Breasts (60-word story)
She cried at fifteen as she had none. Unlike her friends who got all the boys' attention. By seventeen a double-D version had developed, including too much attention. Twenty-three saw her married, her breast-fed baby reducing them to just the right size. Perfect, she loved them. At thirty-eight cancer took both. She cried bitter tears, two bloody, red scars, fifteen…
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So sad. Life can be so cruel.
killea: indeed it is cruel Wee, thank you
Such a sad story...
killea: thank you Greta
borst vooruit june en niet de borsten maken de vrouw wel het karakter en inborst ... (maar dat is enkelvoud)
killea: So true Ivo, but this is not autobio...I can't do anything other than borst voooruit
Das ist sehr schlimm aber genau 60 Wörter
killea: Ja traurig und passiert zo oft Willy
very sad story
killea: thank you Jan