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Feb. 17th, 2007 | 12:54 pm

so the ragamuffin hopped in the shower and washed away all the mud on her body. no longer was she a soiled curmudgeon; she was beginning to feel like a new person. with a towel wrapped around her head, she walked downstairs to show the boy how clean and pretty she looked, but he was nowhere to be found. she called out his name, but there was no answer. she walked by the basement door and heard a noise. a noise like a bur against metal. she descended into the basement and to her surprise she saw sparks flying all around. the boy was wearing goggles and he seemed to be polishing something on a spinning buffer. the boy looked up and turned off his wheel. the smell of model trains was in the air. "what are you DOING down here?" "i just wanted to see if you were okay. i couldn't find you." "well, here i am. you've found me. now leave me alone while i finish up this locket." "locket? who is the locket for?" "it belonged to my great-grandmother. her husband was in the great war and she kept his picture while he was in battle." "why are you polishing it now?" "i guess i finally have a reason to. you will look so pretty with something around your neck." "but you don't even know me. i can't accept such a precious heirloom." "i just have a feeling about you. you could really use a pick-me-up. and you're the only girl i've met in a long time. can't you accept it?" the ragamuffin reached out and took the locket. she opened it. it was empty. tarnished silver. "i can't accept this. i don't even know you. what do you want from me?" "i don't know. i just thought of it. it was sitting on my dresser, and thought it would make you feel pretty. not so dirty." "the mud is off, but i still feel dirty. everyone makes me feel dirty. and you will too. you're just like the rest of them. you don't think you are, but you are..."

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from: cookieclaygirl
date: Feb. 18th, 2007 05:21 pm (UTC)
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i'm curious to see where this story goes...why was the boy mad when the ragamuffin found him? she just wanted to show him she could be pretty without the mud...no one probably has made her feel that way in a while and she feels doomed to mud-dom.

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from: cookieclaygirl
date: Feb. 28th, 2007 01:49 am (UTC)
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what would the boy think about what the ragamuffin says? does he think he'll make her dirty like the rest of them? just wondered what his reaction was to that...

me :)

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