Jennifer Discovers The Magical Catapult.
The air was black and pollution filled Jennifer's lungs, distant crying from the kangaroos at Euro-Abattoir saddened her. This was her town, Bridport, the horrors within her home were impossible to explain. If only she could do something about it. But she quickly cheered up -because by nature she was a very cheerful child, with a ready smile and a happy heart!!
Jennifer skipped down the hill, humming merrily to herself stepping over homeless beggers as she went and tossing silver coins in their direction, "Tonight you will eat!" she cried prettily ignoring their drunken answers.
She bent down to pick up a wilted flower from the long dead grass and spotted something sparkly out of the corner of her eye.
"Oh! What could that be?" she exclaimed excitement in her voice "A silver coin? Goody!"
But leaning closer and round the edge of the cucumber frame what should see but a brand new catapult! It was a very pretty catapult indeed! And in the grey, polluted light of Bridport it looked almost magical!! Jennifer was so pleased! But the catapult would have to be a best kept secret, so she tucked it in her pinafore and started her long walk home.
Her shiny red clogs clacked along the pot-holed street neatly avoiding the nice environment of dog poos and used needles. Round the corner she saw the familiar figure of Tina the Teen pregnancy counsellor waddling towards her. "Whats that you have their Jenny?" Her voice was coarse from heavy smoking - "Is it a new kind of contraceptive?" "No" said Jenny brightly "It is my catapult!"
The next person she encountered Andy the Go head gay Vicar at St Lesbos Church "Hi Jenny - still denying your inner lesbian?" he shouted cheerily. Jenny hurried by her eyes downcast. She at least still believed in the sin of sodom.
Finally she reached the lovely row of houses where her home was located - noting the Green 2CV of Sarah the Social Worker parked outside. Jenny hurried the last few steps - she was not going into care with most of Bridports children if she could help it! It was almosdt too late!! Her mother was about to sign the form. "Stop it mummy!" shouted Jennifer "We have to bake cakes for the farmers market on the second saturday of the month!" "Oh yes - I had forgotten" said her mother, "We'll have to wait till next month Sarah!" Sarah left muttering in defeat.
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