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Saturday, August 17, 2013

Saturday Centus #174



Number of words:  Exactly one hundred.  Using the word 'forbidden' in your writing is forbidden.
Style of writing: Any
Pictures: Any

This was a very interesting Centus.  It was hard too, ha!  I'm not sure I even did it correctly. Can't wait to see what others write.  Check them out and see for yourself..  




 

My name is Gypsy.

I was the one the mother’s didn’t let their daughters hang out with. 

Were you a good or a bad girl?

Everyone thought I was bad which was crazy if you knew my parents.

There was no drinking, dancing, or dating, let alone what the other mother’s thought I did.   

I was a good girl growing up, I obeyed my parents. I feared the consequences.

Now that I’m on my own I do what I want.   

Not the thing those mother’s worried about.  I do the things my parents never let me do.  It’s been liberating.



4 comments:

Dreaming said...

It is funny how we seek those forbidden things - and then sometimes find them less than thrilling!

Karen S. said...

The unknown or the can not do are always so inviting! Great post.

Gretyll said...

I wasn't a bad girl, but there were a lot of untrue rumors about me, so people thought I was. Actually, I was a sad girl.

Jenny said...

Viki!

This was really a neat direction for this word!

I am so sorry I've been absent.

This oral surgery has really done a number on me.

This was a cool use of the prompt!