FFF 55 -- A bad case of ugly.

"I've got a bad case of ugly.", my sister mumbled over the phone.

"I'm ugly and I won't go to work.", she insisted with finality.

Has my sister gone mad?

So I rushed home only to see a very mottled, red-spotted sister, "It's lobster, ok?"

I wanted to sock her

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Escape

"Open the goddamn door!"

It was the most terrifying whisper she has ever heard.  The small window -- her freedom -- is too small.

"N-n-no! Please stop..." , as she curled herself into the far corner of the bathroom.

When the door latch turned slowly, all she can do is close her eyes and whimpered, "please..."

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