Zazzle (chapter one) ... this may be the only chapter..

her name may rhyme with dazzle and also rhyme with razzle, but her life certainly didn't live up to her names expectations.1

instead Zazzle's outlook on life was negative.. pessimistic.. glass half empty.. if you get my point.2

Zazzle worked at the towns petroleum station. pumping gas was the highlight of her day. she took her job very seriously, after all it was the only good thing in her life.3

the other thing that was the highlight of her day was 6.45am sharp, the time when she could brush her teeth. she was obbsessed. if for some reason she couldn't brush her teeth that morning she would freak out and her day would be ruined. Zazzle brushed her teeth 5 times a day. she brushed each tooth 54 times.4

at 6.30 her alarm dinged and the voice of the radio man came on. she groaned. she wanted to stay in bed forever and never see the sun light ever again.5

Zazzle finally got up. after all she had one thing to look forward to this morning. the brushing of her teeth. she slugged to her bathroom and squirted the shiny minty paste onto her top of the range eleceric tooth brush. she swayed her elite brush as normal up and down, up and down, spit. more toothpaste. up and down. spit. she did all this without a care in the world other than her teeth. little knowing that this beloved top of the range elite toothbrush would infact be the thing that killed her.....6

She looked at her watch with two minutes to spare before she left her quiet house to go out into the bustling city, she decided to give her hair a bit of a brush. Her hair was naturally straight however she still persisted on straightening her hair daily. Zazzle wasn't excited to go into work today until it hit her. it was Wednesday! the day of the week that Gary annually got petrol to put in his automobile, and Zazzle insisted on pumping his gas for him. She had a teeny tiny crush on him and she had for the last 2 years. She loved his dark curly locks and bright gray eyes, and most of all she adored his persona. He was super intelligent and he always seemed to make witty conversation with her. 7

The thought of Gary got Zazzle in a panic. she quickly turned her hair straightener and dug around in her draw when she finally landed her hands on some lip gloss. Zazzle wasn't very familiar with the concept of make up, but she always managed to go to extra effort on Wednesdays. She quickly plumped her lips then hurried out the door.8

Zazzle walked out into the hall way locking the door behind her. Zazzle lived on the tenth floor of her apartment building which wasn't very practical as she was deadly afraid of heights. which was why her apartment was dark, she left her blinds shut all the time and would open them at no exception. And no it wasn't because she was some phys co vampire or any shenanigans like that it was because she couldn't look out of her window without trembling. just the thought of looking over the busy city that was rushing by made her curl up into a tiny seizure and have an epileptic fit.
it was quite a shame that she was petrified of heights because she actually had a rather wonderfully stunning view. she was actually surprised that she had a magnificent view considering the cost of the rent on her apartment. She lived in the most run down buildings in the entire city (or so she thought) 9

Zazzle waited for the lift making sure to clench her eyes shut as she walked past the only window on the floor wondering why they never made a curtain for that window.
She probably should be taking the stairs instead of taking the lift after all the tell tale signs of blubber were becoming more and more visible, and making sure not to go away anytime soon.
"Oh well" she said to herself "theres always tomorrow" (as she said EVERYDAY)
Finally her lift arrived the doors opened but she wished they hadn't the moment they did. It was Jimmy, the male that had made her life hell since she was 5 years old. suddenly those stairs were looking a whole lot better now. but it was too late she stepped inside the small box room
"How ya doing ugly?" Jimmy asked
"Shut up Jimmy, God why are you so immature. why can't you ever give me a break? its like the only reason you live is to annoying the heck out of me. just grow up would you!" i said running helplessly out of breath.
"gee Zazzle, sorry i didn't mean to hurt your feelings, it was just kynda.. dunno a joke. come one we're friends arent we? friends tease each other all the time. your not really ugly, well i mean your hair does get a tad frizzy in the humid heat and your check bones aren't the same shape on either side of your face.. but it's whats on the inside that counts yeah?" Jimmy said hopefully
"It's alright Jimmy" i sighed, because it was not OK. what he said was not OK.
Finally the lift came to a halt and we were on the ground floor the door dinged and slided opened. i began to walk out and Jimmy and i went our separate ways.
"bye" Jimmy said
"yeah" i said glumbly...10

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