Once upon a time
I was talking with a friend.My mom asked me to
Cut
Oranges.I did so, as I
Set my device next to meMy friend still talked to me, until
It got to the point
Where I
Couldn't
Take it
Anymore.As the knife
Broke through the flesh of the oranges
As it spilled juice
Wet and cryingThe tears mixed with the juice
Creating more of an
Unpleasant tasteThen my brother ate them and he choked the end lmao
YOU ARE READING
The Tragedy of the Salty Oranges (And More!)
HumorThere are many times where you make up stories in your head. This book is all about that.