I saw it.
The thing that only recently was said to exist, this mysterious creature.
It stole the roses my mom gave me after graduation.
One moment I turned away and the next there it was - standing on my kitchen table. I grabbed a nearby pan and brandished it like a sword.
It hissed, and the roses started growing and twisting! Soon they had taken over the table and I ran away in fright.
The one thing that really scares me is that I thought I heard it speak English, and it said,"Where is he!?"
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Sightings of Marx
Random<NOTE: I wrote this story a long time ago, I do not ever intend to continue it. I am keeping it up for archiving and proof of improvement purposes only.> This is my first time really writing a story like this! The pictures are not super releva...
