When I was little, I really liked spoons. I had this one I favoured over all others- this silver and blue one. Anyway, one day my mom took me to the park to feed the ducks, and I was standing by the water playing with my spoon, when this duck walks up to me. I looked at it, and it took my spoon and ran.
This is a true story.
Ok I lied no it's not I just made it up.
Don't blame me.
I'm tired.
YOU ARE READING
Maybe you should find another book...
RandomThis is just pretty much me ranting, fangirling, or talking about scarring stuff. Idk. There's some poems in there if you dig...oh and there might be one of those prizes you get in the cereal boxes.... Have fun~
