Challenge
"Why do you keep playing the victim ?"
write a poem/story using this. Can be about anything. Cursing allowed.
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Games
‘No,’ said Susie.
‘Well then I’m going home!’ said Hannah.
‘It’s my birthday. Stay. You can be the patient.’
‘You don’t want that!’ said Hannah. ‘You’re just saying it.’
Susie blushed and handed over the bandages.
‘I can’t do it.’
‘Put your arm out.’ Susie wrapped up Hannah’s arm.
‘Hannah! What are you doing? I told you...’
‘Mom!’ Hannah struggled as her mum took the bandages off her.
‘Play another game, kids.’
‘My mom hates bandage games.’
‘Your mom hates games!’
‘No!’
‘Why do you always play the patient, Hannah?’
‘I asked Susie. I want to.’
‘I don’t trust Susie. You should be the doctor or nurse. You don’t want to be sick, again.’
‘It’s just a game, mommy.’
‘Mommy’s worried.’
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