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*The song for this post is Don't Fear The Reaper by Blue Oyster Cult . A wicked song, with some wicked cowbell! Enjoy!*
Clarity sat a top the old slide in the backyard, slowly seething with anger. An old friend of hers from grade school had decided that they were no longer friends. After all, they had not spoken once since the girls aged up, and Clarity had felt no urge to contact this girl, could barely remember her face if the truth was told. Still, she was furious.
"Who does that witch think she is? Blowing me off like this?" Clarity mumbled into the silent night. As far as she was concerned, if you were not with Clarity, you were against her. As the sun slowly rose over the sleepy valley, Clarity formulated a horrible plan.
As soon as it was late enough to be appropriate to call people, she rang her "friend" up and invited her to meet up at the isolated pond up in the mountains. Clarity told the girl she wanted to catch up and rekindle their friendship.
"I've missed you, Hank" she said simply.