Madge on the lake path - my girls in strictest crocodile singing as they go
Con ink makes blue rivers... I sail from my detention in a text-book boat
Joan I wear my best dress but their eyes make me naked – who will welcome me?
Juliet their smiling polished lips say daughter... but home is here, this Chalet, school.
Len I stand at the door and look at the world, afraid. I am not Head Girl.
Betty The black snake rears – strikes. I sink my teeth into those who threaten my world.
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Story Notes:
These are so short, I wasn't entirely sure how to post them. The ones that were posted on the CBB, I'm posting as the first chapter; if there are any more, I'll post them as new chapters.