Me and Steve make our way back to our home, on the way there a guy tries to stop me from passing. I use an ultra growl and he flies away. I gasped,
"D-d-d-dd-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-dd-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-d-did i jj-j-j-j-j-j-j-just do that.." I thought quietly to myself. Steve looks at me with a shocked expression, then continues running home. I quickly catch up and let my hair loose. My scrunchie flies away and my long blonde locks, with a streak of purple, flows in the wind. A few hours pass and we arrive at our home. Steve licks me and says
"See you l8tr~". He is starting to scare me. He seems to be stalking me, I need to break free. I hurry to my room and pack up my most valuable things in a bag I didn't know I had. I shoved all of my valuables in the bag like my ed sheeran microphone, my Ollie london poster, my Nickacado avocado shoes, my Trisha paytas potato peeler, my shrek themed mugs, my Kanye north blanket, my Kermit the frog pencil erasers, my Rick astley poster, my pepe sweater, and all my clothes. I sneak around the den and scurry out the exit, clutching my shirt. I see Steve walking back towards the den and I roll into a bush. He thankfully didn't see me. I continue trying to sneak off the private property, as I get to the edge I see a fence magically appeared.
"Oh fiddlesticks..." I say quietly. I tighten my bag around my shoulders and lift one delicate foot up to the wire. I slip my petite foot in the wire and lift up, I then repeat the process a few times, and then hop down on the other side. I look back and see a figure whoosh by. I instantly know by the muscles it's Steve and I sprint back towards the town.
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أدب الهواةY/N is a clumsy goose who is not like other geese. She has so many bullies and fake friends. All she wants to do is be an actor on Broadway. watch as Y/N tries to achieve her dreams, can she do it?
