\"Writing.Com
*Magnify*
SPONSORED LINKS
Printed from https://writing.com/main/view_item/item_id/1119105-CS-store-intro
Item Icon
by Fara Author IconMail Icon
Rated: · Short Story · Other · #1119105
made this from my Gaiaonline store..
Two eyes, twitching slightly and glazed over with insanity, are widened in their position in CS's face. Her parted mouth reveals to the world her blackened gums, rotted teeth and the begining of a crooked smirk. Her body is hunched over a cardboard box, which is wet with an unknown liquid but smells quiet rank. On top of the box are various trinkets, a handwritten sign hanging above denotes them as 'for sale, barely used'. CS is clawing at the items, rearranging them into random patterns, stroking them with gritty fingers, picking one up and placing it down hastily all the while muttering under her breath. She paused in her routine to cough violently. Her twisted body rocked back and forth in her efforts. A few passerby shoppers unfortunate enough to be in the area feel compelled to come over and ask if she's alright, but are met with a dismissing wave of the hand after anwsering negatively to the rasped question if they were going to buy anything.
CS eventually stopped coughing and spits something green onto the floor. Her pale, mud covered arm is shaking as she reached out the flip her stores sign to 'OPEN'. She looked up sharply as if expecting an instant flood of customers now that her shop was ready for business. Seeing nothing but a few stray cats, which would probably be eaten later for her dinner, she sighed loudly. Then her eyes flicker and see you standing apprehensively near the trashbins. She beckons you over frantically and you obey reluctantly, trying not to notice the stream of drool curving around the bend of her chin. "Please," she croaked in a hoarse voice, "take a look at these. They're won'rful, truely amazin'. They're alls I gots, you know. Finest of the finest, tha's wut I reckon they are!" She kept rambling as she led you over to her boxtop store, her hands grabbing at your clothes to pull you along. She lets you examine the items in peace, thankfully and chooses to watch you nervously from a few feet away. Finally, you look up and meet her dilated pupils. "Well?" She asked quickly, "are ye interesting in buying sumthin' then?" You take in how hopeful she is, take and deep breath and say--
© Copyright 2006 Fara (twistedblack at Writing.Com). All rights reserved.
Writing.Com, its affiliates and syndicates have been granted non-exclusive rights to display this work.
Printed from https://writing.com/main/view_item/item_id/1119105-CS-store-intro