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...............................................................................................................................................................................................URGH! CAN'T CONTROL BOREDOM! .....m..us.t........h..o...ld......o....u....t...........*BOOM*
"A large explosion seems to have occured inside her head. She fell backward hitting her head. A few minutes later she was up once more. We are guessing it was due to the fall that she started saying random words, making weird noises, jumping up and down, and destroying all in sight." Were the words of a news report that day. But we all know the true story. It was boredom that inflicted these things apon her. BOREDOM! Boredom is the reason she is now in the syc ward! So let that be a warning to you all! Boredom does stuff to you....
-Note that all this is just a fictional dream and is all due to the present mental state of the author!-______________
Myrna wrote: Maybe you should do something. Read a book, sing a song, jump rope, run upstairs and downstairs. That usually helps. Be happy! Love, Grammy
Brigitta wrote: lol! I already have a cure Grammy! I talk to you!
Brigitta wrote: lol! I already have a cure Grammy! I talk to you!
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