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This is mainly for a contest I am hosting but it is technically just a collection of stories for the common people to read so uh yeah that's why it's a blog.
Flames devoured the mansion, like a starving monstrosity meant for evil and wrong-doing, panic building in my chest as I desperately searched for an escape from the heat and smoke that was choking me to sleep; each breath was a challenge, the air that filled my lungs stinging like an enraged wasp bent on revenge, perhaps because their nest had been demolished like the many others that once resided in the mansion-the ones that remained would burn up and die, just as I know I will now that I've gotten myself cornered.
A dog's life is very difficult, especially when you've lost your pecan pie, for pecan pie is life itself in several ways: It can be sweet, it can be bitter, it can be worth it or a waste-it all depends on how you cook it, but I, I must find my pecan pie; I cannot bake something I do not have, you see, for the power of my oven does not spread over many dangerous miles of which I must traverse in order to get my pecan pie.
I might be a cow, but I still wear Gucci every day and everywhere, rain or snow, sun or storm, for Gucci has been noticed by our God Lil Pump and must be worn whenever possible, even if it is a category five hurricane; you can always buy more Gucci, but you can not buy respect from our saviour Lil Pump (one time my owner stole my Gucci, but that was okay becaue Lil Pump also accepts your praise in the form of shouting Gucci Gang over and over), for that is something you earn through a lot of Gucci.
that one was exactly 100 words just like how Gucci Gang is the, 100%. no doubt about it, best song ever.
Flames devoured the mansion, like a starving monstrosity meant for evil and wrong-doing, panic building in my chest as I desperately searched for an escape from the heat and smoke that was choking me to sleep; each breath was a challenge, the air that filled my lungs stinging like an enraged wasp bent on revenge, perhaps because their nest had been demolished like the many others that once resided in the mansion-the ones that remained would burn up and die, just as I know I will now that I've gotten myself cornered.
A dog's life is very difficult, especially when you've lost your pecan pie, for pecan pie is life itself in several ways: It can be sweet, it can be bitter, it can be worth it or a waste-it all depends on how you cook it, but I, I must find my pecan pie; I cannot bake something I do not have, you see, for the power of my oven does not spread over many dangerous miles of which I must traverse in order to get my pecan pie.
I might be a cow, but I still wear Gucci every day and everywhere, rain or snow, sun or storm, for Gucci has been noticed by our God Lil Pump and must be worn whenever possible, even if it is a category five hurricane; you can always buy more Gucci, but you can not buy respect from our saviour Lil Pump (one time my owner stole my Gucci, but that was okay becaue Lil Pump also accepts your praise in the form of shouting Gucci Gang over and over), for that is something you earn through a lot of Gucci.
that one was exactly 100 words just like how Gucci Gang is the, 100%. no doubt about it, best song ever.
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So I was at rehearsals, and it was the lunch break, and these friends of mine were hanging out in one of the dressing rooms, so I decided to ask to come in and join the conversation, but one of the girls was extremely rude by saying 'this is the GIRLS room' and slamming the door in my face, which was stupid since I'm also a girl, but I just shrugged it off and walked away, until after we'd run through act two and were being pointed to where our dressing rooms were, and, believe it or not, I was put in with the girls from earlier, in the exact same dressing room from earlier, which made me extremely happy, but it gets better; you see, I was actually put in charge of the dressing room as well, so yeah, I feel extremely proud of being able to prove that girl wrong without even doing anything.
might actually join this contest but I dunno what to write about