Chapter 2: Donkey; Mourning

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What a world... oh what a cruel, inconsiderate world. Nothing is the same. Nothing can be normal again. It was a winter day, we were laughing and having fun. When suddenly, she was stabbed. My wife, oh my precious wife! I couldn't cope with the trauma as well as a parental role, so I sent my kids off to foster homes... but it backfired, and now I am extra lonely.

The only people I have to rely on are Shrek and Puss. Me and Shrek, we're in the same boat more or less. Shrek's wife: Fiona, is an absolute whore. She used to be a princess... but I think the power has gone to her head. I get upset when she talks, or even if her name is called... I hate her. Her and her stupid bitchy children. She always yells at Shrek to do chores. I see the misery in Shrek's warm brown eyes when Fiona is mentioned. Shrek deserves better, so much better than that asshole. I care a lot about Shrek. I mean, we are best buddies! But... maybe a little more than buddies... Is this normal?

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