I quite like this one. Again, one of those 5-10 minute assignments. I think I’ll lengthen it when I”m free.

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People shun me on the streets when I look at them for too long. But I can’t help it. I like observing people. They say I’m strange; weird but they don’t know me. My friends know me. All 154 of them on MySpace. They look past the makeup, wig and boots. I’m sure they do. They think I’m hot. They tell me so in the comments. Some compliment me on my wonderful personality. They know me well. They really do.

Me? I return the favor. They’re flattered to go out with me. I make it a point to ask my friends out. The movies, the park, my house. Sometimes all three. Some people aren’t nice. They pretend they’re my friends just so they can meet up with me to call me names. These people, I shut them up. I bring them home and make them quiet. Agreeable. I like agreeable people. Love them even.

Yes. I like my friends. All 43 of them.