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Super Fella PlushieI was walking home one night and a robber stopped me.
"Hey there pretty thing wanna spend some time and money with me?" he asked. he was ugly and he smelled sooo bad i felt like throwing up.
"Ewwww. No way." i said as i walked away. the guy grabs me by the arm and pulls me back and tries to ravish me.
"EEEKKKK!!!! HELP ME!!!!! SOMEONE!! SUPER FELLA PLUSHIE!!!!! HELP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" I scream. The guy then stops trying to ravish me and when i looked to see why, i saw that a boomerang had hit him in the head.
"Who did that?" he yelled.
"I did." a voice said.
"And who are you?" he asked.
"I am the protector of good. The giver of inspraition. The helper of expresion. I am SUPER FELLA PLUSHIE!"
"Oh Super Fella Plushie" I say with hearts in my eyes. The fuy took out a knife and ran toward Super Fella Plushie.
"I'm gonna cut you open and rip out your stuffing." The guy says
They adorn my bags.
They cover my hats.
They hang on my wall.
They go everywhere with me.
My mom says to get rid of them all.
I tell her to bite me.
Poetic PsychosisIn thirty seconds, the next shell would fall. Every night was the same, but every night Lorenzo experienced it as if it were the first time. His throat felt swollen; breathing was hard. He glanced around at the others; young men like him who had been shipped out in the name of honour and freedom. There was no honour in this, no freedom. Only death behind your eyelids, and a fear so gutting, that it carved out your innards and left you a hollow husk. Lorenzo tried to breathe, tried to assure himself that he was still whole, still made of flesh. They had lied when they told him he was ready.
Matteo ran towards him, arms out, rifle swinging uselessly at his side. He shouted for him to run, but Lorenzo remained motionless, unable to move as his friend’s warning was lost in the constant blare of gunfire. None of them were ready.
“The cycle is repeating. It is not safe.” The voice was soft and weak, yet it carried over the gunfire and battle cries without impediment.
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