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June's Dilemma
There are few places as uncomfortable to be in as a stomach. Especially the stomach of a foul swamp beast. But if June had known that she might get swallowed up that evening while on her way to a client’s house, she would have brought swamp monster repellent. Instead, all she had with her was a vile of headache medicine, her moonshine, and her son Jake. He was quite excited when he found out that his mother was taking him on a trip with her to go help cure someone’s illness for the first time, so he had over prepared by bringing all manner of supplies including a lantern and a map of the Bayou. She didn’t really see the need in them at the time, but now that the lantern was lit and helping to keep the wet, damp chamber they found themselves in from being swallowed in total darkness, she appreciated her son’s decision.
The walls all around her pulsed and moved as thundering noises could be heard behind them. They dripped with a viscous liquid which soaked into Ju
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Peggy The Great: Chapter 20-Final
The first thing that Peggy noticed as her mother pulled into the freshly paved parking lot was that the building was definitely very modern. Fancier looking and more aesthetically pleasing that Dr. Barnabas’s clinic. The walls were sleek and shiny like they were made of plastic, and had a light teal color to them that looked rather soothing. There was also a large garden out from with a plethora of different colored flowers and plants growing out of moist soil.
Mother parked the car and got out. She let Peggy unbuckle herself, which was fine for her. After they both got out of the car, they began walking towards the glass double doors, but first they had to take a trip through the garden because the walkway cut right through it. Peggy was overcome by the soft smells of healthy vegetation, as well as amazed by the variety in colors that surrounded her. Mother noticed her smiling brightly, and couldn’t help but smile too. They both could silently agree that maybe flowers in f
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Peggy The Great: Chapter 19
Peggy didn’t know what happened after that. When she woke up, she was back in her room. It was morning and the window was shut. The only proof that none of it was a dream was that her eyes still felt a bit sore. Her mind was still a bit numb: she didn’t know how to react just yet. In all actuality, she had been kidnapped by a secret paramilitary organization seeking to take over the world and they threatened to fry her like a moth in a bug zapper. But at the last second, her therapist swooped in with a bunch of armed masked mercenaries and shot them all up. It was almost too much to take in, so she opted to just not think about it. But she knew one thing for sure: she’d never forget to take her medicine again.
In fact, that was the first thing she did when she got out of bed. After that, she walked downstairs to the kitchen where she found George on the couch and Mother in the kitchen. The first thing that Mom did was apologize for how she acted last night, which surp
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Peggy The Great: Chapter 18
30 minutes. That’s all she had.
Peggy wasn’t an expert escapist. After all, she had never been in any situation that warranted a need to have a basic know-how of escaping a prison. But after finding herself left alone in a cell somewhere that she wasn’t familiar with surrounded by armed gunmen who threatened to kill her and her mentor, Dr. Good, then she began to regret not watching enough prison documentaries when she had the time. After all, people escaped prison all the time and now would be a good time for some inspiration to head her way.
But at first, she had no idea what to do. She spent at least 10 minutes trying to calm down which was tough in a life-or-death situation. But she knew that if she could just make it to Dr. Good, then she’d be safe. No matter how strong Pathogen thought that they were, the Light was stronger. But she had to get out of that cell first. And she couldn’t do it if she felt like she was going to throw up just from the stre
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Peggy The Great: Chapter 17
“ No. Absolutely not.” Mother said, crossing her arms as she glared down at Peggy.
“But Mom! This never happens to me! Riley’s mom is offering to pay for my food and everything. And this is supposed to be Riley’s 18th birthday, so I have to go and be there for her!” Peggy argued.
In her mind, Peggy had planned it perfectly. Over the course of the rest of Thursday and all the way up until the night of Friday, Peggy had come up with a whole story to tell her mother. Riley was having a birthday party at Le Nouvel Ordre Mundial and she was invited, which was rare for Peggy to be invited to any birthday party. She had a fake list of names of other people who would be there as well as well as a fake birthday invitation Peggy drew up herself in her room just to make it look more official. She even made sure to tell Mother this right before 7:30 just so that Mom wouldn’t have enough time to call Riley’s mother before hand and discuss it.
Though d
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Peggy The Great: Chapter 16
“It was the strangest feeling. Unlike anything I had ever felt before. Something just...took over. Like my disorder working in reverse: instead of paralysing me, it made me do things that I would have never done myself.  Or maybe...it wasn’t my disorder. Maybe it was something else. I just don’t know what.” Peggy murmured as she stared down at her feet.
Dr. Good had been writing on a notepad which was strange for him: he never seemed to be taking notes when they spoke but for some reason he felt obligated the document all of this. Everything that Peggy had told him about wednesday night and the chaos that insured. She even went as far as to tell him what happened just that morning at school. She had hoped that he would have the answer, but right now it just felt right to get it all out.
“I see...maybe it wasn’t something taking over your body. Maybe it was just a side of you that you didn’t know existed before. I told you that I could see
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Peggy The Great: Chapter 15
The next day at school felt strange to Peggy. Not that anything around her had changed. And she didn’t look any different herself. But there was something inside of her that felt weird all of a sudden. Like she had only recently learned that she was doing something wrong for a long time but was still doing it. She wasn’t sure what it was though.
The fight with Fawkes last night was still crystal clear in Peggy’s memory. Despite the rage and frustration that had boiled up inside of her and the hatred that she hurled at the frightened Fawkes as she was trying to escape the house, Peggy didn’t regret it at all. Sure, it wasn’t something that she normally did, and there were sure to be repercussions of her actions in the future, but she felt like it was what needed to be done. Or at least, it just felt like that.
Peggy couldn’t escape the fact that she literally ran Fawkes out of her house. She was surprised that Fawkes didn’t call Riley, because R
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Peggy The Great: Chapter 14
It was Wednesday night, and this time, Peggy knew that Fawkes was coming over. But that didn’t make it any more pleasant for her. Nevertheless, she tried to be prepared this time. She didn’t have any decorations to hang up in her room, but she did happen to still have her height chart from 5th grade in the back of her closet. The colorful green border would could at least give a little bit of color to the room. Besides that, she made sure to take her pill early and hide the bottle so that Fawkes wouldn’t be tempted to try one herself. Because after a few lunchtime discussions, Peggy learned that Fawkes had her fair share of drugged-out experiences.
Mother knew that Fawkes was coming over this time. She wasn’t as bothered as she would have been if Peggy hadn’t taken the time to explain to her that the two of them weren’t dating anymore. They were just going to be study partners. Fortunately, Mother believed her and let gave Peggy permission to have Fa
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Peggy The Great: Chapter 13
Despite Fawkes clear disdain for it, Peggy found enjoyed going to Church. She didn’t like to admit it because something about saying it outloud made her feel corny, but it was true. Church was a peaceful place, and the sanctuary her family attended every sunday was in a very nice building. She didn’t know the people who went to her church very well though. She had never gone to sunday school or connection groups despite attended there her whole life. She was never far from her mother or George. It said a lot about her Mother that she didn’t trust Peggy to be safe even in a house of God.
Though Peggy had much more to be upset about than that. Fawkes, for one thing, was still fresh on her mind. She had hoped that the girl would get tired of Peggy by now and break up with her but that hasn’t been the case. For some reason, she’s still sticking around and the relationship between the two hasn’t really improved. If that wasn’t bad enough, there was
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Peggy The Great: Chapter 12
Friday night was spent at Peggy’s house the way it normally was: all three family members sitting on the couch and watching the News. That was about as exciting as it got. Though since her meeting with Dr. Good, Peggy had been feeling better about herself. Hiding a secret as big as being part of a super powerful organization from her mother just worried her at first, but now it felt oddly pleasant. It was as simple as “I know something that you don’t” to Peggy. And her mother had no idea.
Peggy had been allowed to come down from her room to watch the news. Her mother had cooled off enough from the fight she had with Riley those few nights ago. It seemed like her mother’s punishment was far less severe than Peggy thought it would have been. She thought that her mother wasn’t going to put her under house arrest, cut a slit in the door of her room to drop food, and install a bathroom in her closet so that Peggy never had a reason to leave her room again
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Peggy The Great: Chapter 11
“I had never been hit before. The worst injury I had ever sustained was when I fell off my bike when I was 8. Needless to say, my family hasn’t owned a bike since...” Peggy quietly said, wiping her eye a bit with the tissue Dr. Good had given her.
He sat behind his desk, listening intentively to her story. His hands were folded and his attention was all hers. She was glad that she could count on him to at least be there to hear her problem. She tried to contact both Fawkes and Riley the minute she got home from school yesterday to talk about her incident with Randal but both of them were busy. But because she came to Therapy every Thursday, he would be there without question to listen to her and provide advice on what to do about it. Therefore, she felt obliged to give him the full story.
“I just...I just didn’t know what to do...” She murmured softly.
“Didn’t you go and tell someone? An authority figure? Your teacher?” He asked.
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Peggy The Great: Chapter 10
Peggy’s feet felt heavy as she walked down the cafeteria. At least the bruises from the Bliss Kicks had healed so that they weren’t stinging anymore, but now she didn’t even really care. All she could think about was how she was going to try and comfort her friend about what had happened to her mother. She wasn’t sure how bad the car crash was, or if her mother was well enough to return home yet, but she knew that deep down inside she was responsible for all this.
But she could in no way let Riley know that. Still, it was hard to hide such a big thing from someone you love. It only made the whole affair that much worse. Even though she wasn’t directly involved in it, it was as if Peggy had unintentionally ordered a mob hit on someone. She wasn’t sure whether to be more mad at Dr. Good for not understanding her or mad at herself for not thinking ahead. She should have known that the Doctor had a knack for listening to Peggy’s complaints and then
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Peggy The Great: Chapter 9
It was Sunday and Peggy was at home with George. Their mother was off buying Peggy some more medication at the store. She was also scoping out a local ballet class with the hopes of maybe signing Peggy up for some lessons. Though the young girl wished that someone had told her Mother just how awful her footing was: she sometimes even had trouble walking. But she hoped that the ballet class would disinterest her mother enough so that the she didn’t have to confront her about it.
Peggy was sitting on the couch watching the news with George when the doorbell rang. George tried to get up but realized that he had several bowls of popcorn sitting all around him: in his lap, on the arm rest, and by his side. Getting up might knock one over, so he glanced over at his younger sister. “Hey...Peggy...could ya get that for me? I’m kinda...stuck here...” he grunted.
She nodded and got up, shuffling off to the door. She didn’t know who was waiting there, but in hindsigh
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Peggy The Great: Chapter 8
The therapy session on Thursday had been canceled for that week. Normally Peggy would be upset but she knew that she would be meeting Dr. Good outside of Therapy at the Smithsonians on Friday. She had been meaning to see him: the young girl had grown to like him and find comfort in his presence. When she first met him, he only made her anxious and worrisome. But now he offered her a window into a better future, and with what had been happening recently, she realized that was what she needed.
Convincing Mother to let her go was easy enough: she just told her she was going to see Riley. Mother allowed that, but only if Big Brother accompanied her there. George was happy to go, as always. He didn’t usually have a good enough reason to see the museum anyway, but he figured that he could drop his sister off and just roam around the place a bit while she hung out with her friends.
Peggy had other plans in mind. Dr. Good said that they were going to discuss her future. More specifically
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Peggy The Great: Chapter 7
Despite her still being the weak little girl that she was, Peggy could believe that at least something was changing in her life since her meeting with Dr. Good. Now certain things that hadn’t bothered her before were beginning to stick out. Not just in her life but about society in general. She wondered why it was that things were the way they were in her school and why they had to stay that way. Why was it that people had to break up into little groups of friends and never let anybody in? Why wasn’t there anyone to go around and try and make friends with the freshmen? Why was cutting in the lines at lunch totally acceptable when it wouldn’t be at a bank or a coffee shop? And most importantly, why was nobody else noticing these issues?
Since her sudden outburst at Dr. Good’s therapy session regarding Bliss Kicks, she found herself dwelling more on the things that bothered her. She thought about what made them so frustrating and why they couldn’t just go aw
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Peggy The Great: Chapter 6
“I’ve never dated anybody before. No one. Fawkes is the first person I’ve been in a relationship with.” Peggy said.
Dr. Good gave her a good long stare before replying. “...But you’re not a lesbian. So you don’t like Fawkes like that.” He pointed out.
Peggy shook her head. “No, not at all. Not even as a friend, really.” She said.
“Well then why are you dating her if you don’t like her? It doesn’t take a therapist to notice something wrong with that.” He replied.
“I’m...doing it for Riley. Riley wanted me to do this for her as a favor and as long as she’s happy, I’m happy.” Peggy shot back.
“I see...” Dr. Good said. It had been a few more days since her first date with Fawkes. Peggy was back in the Therapy room with Dr. Good. As she sat on the couch, she tried to get comfortable while recollecting the events that had taken place since then. Riley made Fawkes and
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My name is Jay. I am an aspiring comedian and writer

Currently I am working on a story called The Grind Mill, and it's more of a sci-fi story. I also write short stories and occasionally poetry.

My general rule is that if you give me a llama, I'll give you one. If you comment on my work, I'll reply most of the time. I try to be different from other writers which is hard because every other writer tries to be different in their own way. Personally, I feel that I am the exception. But that's just me.

My writing style is like this: I know how the story begins, I know how it ends, I know major points so I just start from the beginning and take off. Its kind of a like an organized stream of consciousness where I just write and see what happens. that probably sounds like something a rookie would do but then again, that is one of the reasons I am on DA: to get better at writing.

I am open to feedback and your ideas. People tend to give me their thoughts anyway. I am also open to talking. I take my DA account seriously, but not myself most of the time.

I like to write a lot about humor. I also like to explore the concept of writing that makes you feel chills running down your spine. Not really scary, but just eerie and somewhat disturbing. It is kind of hard to explain what I like to write about, I just post what ever comes out of my mind and I feel that people would like to read.

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And it's going pretty well! I can juggle 7 now but I'm shooting for 8. I'm getting good. Thanks for asking!
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