2. Why Me

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     Hello! Something I forgot to mention, is that there are two writers to this book! Right now only I have written, but the other person will too once the book develops more. I didn't have access to the account for a while, but now I do, so I'm going to upload more now. 

Me=⍊¦⍊¦

Other Author=˧∷ɾ¦⧶

I know you can translate that. ENJOY 



     This time, I will be more prepared. Well that went out the window. Joe is trying to get Grian out of the vending machine, but he won't come out. Meanwhile, Exarel, was climbing out the window. Oh, ok. WAIT NO- 

     After getting Exarel off the roof, we decided it was time for snacks. We gave them all some healthy, baked chips. Where's Cleo? I looked around for Cleo. Oh, she's in the pantry. She can't do much harm there. 

     After rounding up the sugar rushed kids with knives, we decided we no longer have will to live, but also decided to get them all to sleep. Joe and I need a break. So, in the nap room, I was reading the bedtime story Goodnight Moon to them. 

     "Can we have goodnight sun instead?" Bdubs asked me. 

     "Why do you want goodnight sun?" I inquired. 

     "I don't like the moon, I like the sun better." Bdubs sniffed. 

     "That's not nice Bdubs." Bdubs started crying. 

     "Do you want me to kill the moon for you?" Tango looked at Bdubs. 

     "Yes." 

     "No" 

     "I didn't ask you!" 

     "I don't care." 

     This is my life now. Shoot me please. In front of them. I'm pretty sure they'll cheer you on. 

The hermits do seem like the people to tell you to do a backflip if you try to jump of a bridge. Sorry it's so short, I wrote this so late. Then again, sleep who? 

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