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This was not asked for, nor wanted, but it's here. Now you gotta live with it. :D
RANDOM STORIES WITH MUY OCS
This is random stuff I write if I update this it'll be idk, do u want this?
Sometimes this will be in the perspective of the OC or not idk, idc.
U chose to read this, don't judge me.
(If u want to draw art for this go ahead)
I JUST WANNA SAY THIS PROB WONT BE IN ORDER BCUZ IDK HOW THIS DAYDREAM GOES SORRY
A boy of about sixteen years old sat eating soggy cereal at a small round table. Whether he stopped eating because of the milk he spilled on himself or of his day dreaming was unknown. He wasn’t thinking about the cereal. He was thinking about everything that had happened in the last few years. He stuffed the spoon into the bowl and pushed it away.
Eating with his left hand sucked. He had been born left-handed, but he hadn’t used it for years. Now he had to re-learn how to use it all over again
He continued to sit there, sulking. No he wasn’t sulking… Actually, he was. Oh well, he couldn’t be optimistic all of the time.
He stood in front of the school, staring at the sign.
WILL I CONTINUE THIS? WHO KNOWS
This was not asked for, nor wanted, but it's here. Now you gotta live with it. :D
RANDOM STORIES WITH MUY OCS
This is random stuff I write if I update this it'll be idk, do u want this?
Sometimes this will be in the perspective of the OC or not idk, idc.
U chose to read this, don't judge me.
(If u want to draw art for this go ahead)
I JUST WANNA SAY THIS PROB WONT BE IN ORDER BCUZ IDK HOW THIS DAYDREAM GOES SORRY
A boy of about sixteen years old sat eating soggy cereal at a small round table. Whether he stopped eating because of the milk he spilled on himself or of his day dreaming was unknown. He wasn’t thinking about the cereal. He was thinking about everything that had happened in the last few years. He stuffed the spoon into the bowl and pushed it away.
Eating with his left hand sucked. He had been born left-handed, but he hadn’t used it for years. Now he had to re-learn how to use it all over again
He continued to sit there, sulking. No he wasn’t sulking… Actually, he was. Oh well, he couldn’t be optimistic all of the time.
He stood in front of the school, staring at the sign.
WILL I CONTINUE THIS? WHO KNOWS
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I WILL PROB USE THIS BLOG FOR ANOTHER Story LOL
the reason why has not been revealed yet (its part of his backstory)