You will not believe this, but he was at my computer.
He being that purple creature that people are talking about.
I heard something like annoyed mumbling and clicking in my room and went to check it out.
Unlike the other accounts of people, I decided to try to talk to him.
"Who are you?" I whispered, interrupting the typing.
He whirled around and growled.
"Maybe you're just hungry? What do you eat?"
Grinning sadistically, he spoke."Are you wondering where all the squirrels from your yard went?"
Tending to act before I think, I charged at him, he looked fearful for a moment before flying out faster than I thought possible, smashing the window in the process.
I checked the computer screen, it was on Google and this was typed in: Location of M
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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...
