Myrtle Munddylow (moaner_loaner) wrote in secret_chamber,
Myrtle Munddylow

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Running along the corridor, away from the library....

Myrtle nearly flew along the hallway leading away from the library, the laughter of her peers and classmates rining in her ears. Her face was doused in tears, her hands clamped firmly over her face.

How could she? How could she do that to me? That--that horrible Rebecca Eddings! She said she was going to help me, and she just--she made it all WORSE!

She hurtled along the corridor, feet flying, slapping the flagstone in a desperate pattern, hardly looking where she was going. Therefore it hardly came as a surprise as she rushed headlong around a corner and came upon the strangest sight...
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