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This week’s words are:
facinorous – extremely wicked
extirpate – destroy completely; wipeout; surgically remove
hebdomadal – weekly; every seven days
The Bad Seed: What would you give me for a basket of kisses?
I knew I was facinorous at an extremely young age--I mean I'm only 9 and a half now, but I've known for years. It took everyone else a lot longer to figure it out. Some still haven't. It was something I was secretly very proud of--how no one seemed to have a clue. They saw me with my blond, braided pig-tails and thought they knew me. My subtle dimples softening every blow... My childish charm and innocence got me all that I wanted. It worked every time--Well, almost every time.
There was always someone. That one person who at first glance, I could tell, saw straight through me. Or that person who, through his or her own selfishness, refused to share. And whom I occasionally had to extirpate. I didn't want to! Its like they made me do it! They wouldn't let go!!
First that little girl with the medal. Unfortunately, she wasn't a very good swimmer. Honestly WHO doesn't know how to swim!! She was worthless. And to think that they gave HER the gold medal, instead of me! ...But who cares about her. She's the past. Probably all happy running around as a ghost somewhere....
Anyway, one must choose carefully whom he or she wishes to move aside. There have been many others since that first little girl. Not like its been a hebdomadal occurrence or anything, but it wasn't until my mother tried to kill us both that I had to relax in my ambitions. Pity. There are so many more that have lessons to learn.