who has a thing for (lalala) story time

so the peeps are starting a riot cause i haven't posted in a while.....big deal? i mean it hasn't even been that long. but okay here i am. you're welcome. thats not funny

i have heard that i am a pretty good story teller....

here is a story i wrote with a boy. we are both dumb so that means get ready to be glued to the screen for at least 2.5 - 25 minutes because once you start you won't be able to stop even to put out the fire in your kitchen

What Luck and Hair Can Get You

by 2 kids

Once upon a time there was a big fat hairy place where only one thing lived. It was very lonely because it lived in a hairy place. Luckily, it had a magic-but not real magic. It didn't even have any magic at all. But in her mind she had magic. and that was enough to get a friend! ...that didn't even love her. It's hard to get friends that love you without magic. But in her head she was loved. That's the magic of magic in your head. Still, the friend was a piece of hair so you can imagine how lame of a friendship it truly was. Luckily, there was plenty of brushes to keep it from getting too naughty because layla was a good girl. Everyone knows, brushes can keep anything from being naughty. One day though there was a mighty little tornado singing as it sucked everything up, which was mostly just hair and a few dead bugs, but for the little things in this big place this was dark times DARK TIMES oh my it was dark. But at least there were bugs. Not just any bugs either. They were fairy bugs that had secrets and were really good looking. most were dead. the population was dwindling because of the darkness. the only hope left was a time machine located in the far reaches of the other non hairy place way below and slightly to the left of yappyland. all they needed to do in order to reach this new land was to dig a hole and drink some purple stuff in hopes of finding something to make her happy, layla began following a little dust fairy through the burgledoo and into a dessert. even though there was no water and she nearly died...at least there was oodles of sugar! yum.

the boy stopped texting me back. sorry. if you are dying for closure on this story. go find a book and make up a sentence to bridge them yourself. if you are stuck a good idea is "that was all a dream"

by the way i am in love with the dumb boy mentioned previously<3

lalala love is real! it is real and scary. i'll let you guys know how this goes