Donald Trump Meets Wattpad [Wattys2016]

Day Twenty One

Donald Trump's POV
I watched the people walking the boardwalk, many carrying bags and Polish Water Ice and laughing. I always enjoyed to do this whenever I came to Wildwood, New Jersey. I've walked down the boardwalk a million times, strolled into all the stores and sampled many flavours of Polish Water Ice, but it felt like I wasn't alone watching all of these people.
Today I wasn't paying attention to the people walking as much. I was thinking about my time on Wattpad. I thought about how I used to get so many reads, votes, comments on every chapter. Now people don't seem to care about this as much, but to be honest, I don't either.
The Pepe collaboration was a bust, but I sorta seen that coming. One simply does not collaborate with a dank meme. Pepe was just too rare for my story.
Suddenly I seen the Tramcar stop right in front of me, after a long series of annoying "W-W-Watch the Tramcar please." But I was so used to it. I seen someone get off.
This someone was a pancake mixed with a potato.