I was walking down the street in the rain. My parents were being mean and told me I was worthless, that I should just die. All because I took the last cookie. I hate my parents they suck. Ugh. My life is so bad and it's he worst like I can't stand it and I'm running away. I'm seeking something better. Maybe I can get a job at the gas station and try to get and apartment. I was lost in my thoughts and I bumped into something hard.
"Oops, sorry," I heard. I looked up and saw a tall buff guy.
"OMG YOU'RE JOHN CENA OMG!" I screamed, breaking out into an uncontrollable 5 knuckle shuffle.
"Haha ye it's me," John said. Then I ran down the street singing The Time is Now and doing the 5 knuckle shuffle.
