Once upon a time a baby was born her name was Selista. Selista was born into a world of hate but Selista was not like everyone else she was gentle and as she grew older her gentleness began to rub off the people, she decided to write stories. But one day she was stuck in a writers pit and the only way to get out of the writers pit is to get inspiration so she took a walk through town and she saw millions of Dobbles wandering the the marketplace when she stumbled upon a small dobble “what's your name?” she asked “but I didn’t understand the instructions” he said.
Thursday, May 24, 2018
100WC week #32 The by Charlee
THE DOBBLE
Once upon a time a baby was born her name was Selista. Selista was born into a world of hate but Selista was not like everyone else she was gentle and as she grew older her gentleness began to rub off the people, she decided to write stories. But one day she was stuck in a writers pit and the only way to get out of the writers pit is to get inspiration so she took a walk through town and she saw millions of Dobbles wandering the the marketplace when she stumbled upon a small dobble “what's your name?” she asked “but I didn’t understand the instructions” he said.
Once upon a time a baby was born her name was Selista. Selista was born into a world of hate but Selista was not like everyone else she was gentle and as she grew older her gentleness began to rub off the people, she decided to write stories. But one day she was stuck in a writers pit and the only way to get out of the writers pit is to get inspiration so she took a walk through town and she saw millions of Dobbles wandering the the marketplace when she stumbled upon a small dobble “what's your name?” she asked “but I didn’t understand the instructions” he said.
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ReplyDeletehi charlee I liked the bit when the dobble said I don't understand the instructions
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