Monday, January 5, 2015
Tell me your secrets
“Tell me your secrets.”
“No, you tell me your secrets.”
“I said that first, so its you, who has to tell your secrets.”
“What do you want from me? I don't know any secrets.”
“Tell it, tell it, we all want to know. We are your friends, remember. Maybe only friends you will ever have and if you will keep quiet, you will not have any. Tell it. Tell it.”
“What about you and your secrets? I believe you have tons of them. You can categorize them: good, funny, embarrassing, those you didn't tell to anybody, not even to your husband, or your best friend. Oh, you told them to your best friend, this is why she isn't your friend anymore.”
“I am an open book, blank, but anybody can have a look. What do you want to know? Any special interest in any particular gossip?”
“Look, I have to go. It was a pleasure to talk to you. See you soon. Love ya. Good bye.”
POW! Assignment 1/2015
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