I have a story.
One upon a time there was a slug and snail and a beetle and they were friends. They lived next door to each other and they went to work togwether and they talked to each other.
They always sat on the same leaf and ate together until one day slug and snail had an argument. Beetle was not happy, they yelled around him all the time and he became sad and depressed when he was around them. So one day he didnt come to work, he didnt come to sit at leaf, he didnt leave his house. Snail and slug were too busy arguing to realise until a friendly moth passed by and saw them and asked, "so where is your other friend?" and they stopped and he wasn't there.
They were confused and looked around. He wasnt at work, he wasnt on the leaf, he wasnt in the garden. They went to his door and knocked. He opened it and saw them, they werent yelling or arguing and he felt happy. He asked why they had been arguing and snail said "I have a shell and slug doesn't". Beetle was surprised. He didnt know what to stay about the stupidity so he wrote a story. And that is the one you have just read.
Interpret it anyway u want
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9 comments:
whose the beetle?
i donno. as i said interpret it anyway u feel necessary to ur situation
oh im soo confusedd... i dont understand about what the snail having a shell has to do with their friendship and i dont understand what i've done now
no ones done anything. i just wrote a story
...subtle.
Hui, your DP reminds me of Optimus Prime :\
Optimus prime + ussop = SOGEKING
a giraffe isnt a farm plant!
...not plant, vegetable. plus wrong topic (1).
ohh i like this. is really clever....
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