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Chica's Experiences: A Narrative Fiction
Chica’s head rested in my lap while the rest of her was splayed out on the couch. She knew that there was the no couch rule, but Mark never really enforced it, so Chica would find always find herself comfortable on the couch. She was completely unaware of the puffs of fur she would leave behind everywhere she walked. Lucky for Chica, she was the cutest pup in the whole world so she and her fur could lay anywhere she wanted. I mindlessly rubbed her head as I took a sip of my tea and looked through the window into the backyard. The beautiful mountains of Los Angeles within view. I breathed out a sigh of happiness. The world was quiet and calm. A loud scream pierced the air, breaking the peace and quiet I was enjoying. Chica lifted her head and began to wag her tail, she knew that was her beloved owner screaming at some game. …show more content…
I also found the screams a goodish thing… well, at least I knew he was getting his work done. His screams were not one of the most sexist things about him, but they were apart of him so they had a slight sexiness to them, but just barely. I got up and Chica looked at me with a slight annoyance because her head scratcher was leaving. I patted her head and with mug still in hand I walked down the hall to the door right outside Mark’s recording room. I cracked open the door slightly and stuck my head into the room. I was able to watch without the cameras seeing me. I prefered to stay in the shadows when it came to fame. I loved Mark’s fans, but who knows what reaction I would receive? Maybe a mix of love and hate, but I liked my mostly simple
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