Post by Yabvi on Jan 9, 2017 2:12:45 GMT
I recently bought a new face. Her name is Angela Jensen, aged 34, caucasian, married with two children. Her kids are named Kristopher and Nina. They both go to middle-school. Angela does not work, her husband is the earner for the household. His name is John. John earns $55,000 every year. Not to mention the additional money he earns from his drug trade. Angela drives a blue Ford Focus. The licence plate is HPP-95XX.
At 8:00 she drives her children to school, dropping them off by 8:30, though sometimes 8:50 depending on traffic. After that, she heads into the city to meet with her Book Club at 9:15, lately, they have been reading Little Women. Angela does not like the book. At 11:00 they finish up their meeting. Angela heads to the soup kitchen, helping them prepare to make the soup. At 12:00 Angela heads back home, and watches various Soap Operas and Daytime TV shows. At 14:30 she leaves her home to pick up her kids at 15:00, or 15:20 depending on traffic. After picking up her kids, she takes them back home and continues about her daily chores. John comes home at 17:30, or 18:10, just in time for dinner. Dinner varies, but on Thursdays, it’s Spaghetti and Meatballs.
On Saturdays, she leaves home at 13:00 to head into town. Angela parks her car on an abandoned street and walks for two blocks to a cafe named Little UK. Angela meets Hannah. Hannah, an old friend from college, is in a long-term relationship with a woman named Sarah. Angela is having an affair with Hannah. They eat for one hour and then spend their time doing various activities in the city. Regularly going to dark places, like the Cinema. Occasionally they have sex in a nearby hotel. They usually finish up by 19:00.
10/24/16, she and Hannah went bowling. Finishing at 19:30, Angela rushed back to her car.
“Help!” Cried a woman from an alley. Angela spun on her heels, her attention turned to the dark alley.
“Please help me!” croaked the voice, “S-some man just, he-” The voice choked up. Angela, curse her good nature, ran into the alley to help her.
Angela could hardly see the woman in the dim light, wearing a crop top, ripped skirt, a small handbag, the same kind as hers, and high heels, shielding her face from Angela. Bending down Angela placed her hand on the woman’s shoulder,
“Are you okay?” She cooed.
“N-no. I lost m-my phone, I think I dropped it over there. C-can you pick it up for me?” the woman sobbed. Angela nodded, standing up to look for the phone. Her own phone had died while she was out with Hannah. Angela moved over to a nearby trash pile.
Angela could hear faint steps behind her but discarded it to focus on finding the phone. A knife made its swift way across Angela’s throat, blood spraying onto the trash. Angela attempted to grab her throat, but a hand was holding her head back, letting the blood spill. The woman quickly threw the knife away and placed a towel under the cut to soak up any blood that dripped down. Angela’s body slowly became limp and lifeless.
The woman proceeded to strip Angela of all her clothing and any items she wore on her body, as well as taking the contents of her handbag, and then proceeded to put it all on. Picking up Angela’s body, she tossed it onto the blood coated trashbags, careful not to get any blood on her. Then she threw Angela’s handbag on it as well. Opening up her small bag, she took out a small canister of petrol and threw it on the pile. Walking over to the knife, she picked it up and cleaned it with the other side of the towel, before throwing said towel also onto the pile. Taking out a matchbox, she lit a match then proceeded to throw it onto the pile.
Angela left the alleyway. The knife in her handbag. Walking over to her car she entered it and headed home. At home, Angela placed the knife back into its place within the drawer. Sighing, she felt good to be at home.
Link to my tumblr post, as it contains the source for the writing prompt: yabilikehoney.tumblr.com/post/155602452502/veejaycast-prompt-other-girls-buy-new-shoes
At 8:00 she drives her children to school, dropping them off by 8:30, though sometimes 8:50 depending on traffic. After that, she heads into the city to meet with her Book Club at 9:15, lately, they have been reading Little Women. Angela does not like the book. At 11:00 they finish up their meeting. Angela heads to the soup kitchen, helping them prepare to make the soup. At 12:00 Angela heads back home, and watches various Soap Operas and Daytime TV shows. At 14:30 she leaves her home to pick up her kids at 15:00, or 15:20 depending on traffic. After picking up her kids, she takes them back home and continues about her daily chores. John comes home at 17:30, or 18:10, just in time for dinner. Dinner varies, but on Thursdays, it’s Spaghetti and Meatballs.
On Saturdays, she leaves home at 13:00 to head into town. Angela parks her car on an abandoned street and walks for two blocks to a cafe named Little UK. Angela meets Hannah. Hannah, an old friend from college, is in a long-term relationship with a woman named Sarah. Angela is having an affair with Hannah. They eat for one hour and then spend their time doing various activities in the city. Regularly going to dark places, like the Cinema. Occasionally they have sex in a nearby hotel. They usually finish up by 19:00.
10/24/16, she and Hannah went bowling. Finishing at 19:30, Angela rushed back to her car.
“Help!” Cried a woman from an alley. Angela spun on her heels, her attention turned to the dark alley.
“Please help me!” croaked the voice, “S-some man just, he-” The voice choked up. Angela, curse her good nature, ran into the alley to help her.
Angela could hardly see the woman in the dim light, wearing a crop top, ripped skirt, a small handbag, the same kind as hers, and high heels, shielding her face from Angela. Bending down Angela placed her hand on the woman’s shoulder,
“Are you okay?” She cooed.
“N-no. I lost m-my phone, I think I dropped it over there. C-can you pick it up for me?” the woman sobbed. Angela nodded, standing up to look for the phone. Her own phone had died while she was out with Hannah. Angela moved over to a nearby trash pile.
Angela could hear faint steps behind her but discarded it to focus on finding the phone. A knife made its swift way across Angela’s throat, blood spraying onto the trash. Angela attempted to grab her throat, but a hand was holding her head back, letting the blood spill. The woman quickly threw the knife away and placed a towel under the cut to soak up any blood that dripped down. Angela’s body slowly became limp and lifeless.
The woman proceeded to strip Angela of all her clothing and any items she wore on her body, as well as taking the contents of her handbag, and then proceeded to put it all on. Picking up Angela’s body, she tossed it onto the blood coated trashbags, careful not to get any blood on her. Then she threw Angela’s handbag on it as well. Opening up her small bag, she took out a small canister of petrol and threw it on the pile. Walking over to the knife, she picked it up and cleaned it with the other side of the towel, before throwing said towel also onto the pile. Taking out a matchbox, she lit a match then proceeded to throw it onto the pile.
Angela left the alleyway. The knife in her handbag. Walking over to her car she entered it and headed home. At home, Angela placed the knife back into its place within the drawer. Sighing, she felt good to be at home.
Link to my tumblr post, as it contains the source for the writing prompt: yabilikehoney.tumblr.com/post/155602452502/veejaycast-prompt-other-girls-buy-new-shoes