Unfortunately, The Softest Sheep, my story based on the Legend of Polyphemus, will no longer continue...
I am deeply sorry, my little Sheeplets, but I will not be continuing this tale any further.
After the unspeakable events, which I will soon tell you, nothing has been the same, and all the normalcy I used to be so accustomed to has been vanquished.
First of all, my grandmother transformed into an alligator after the evil witch, who lives across the street, cast a spell on her. Because of this, creepy men from Ohio keep trying to flirt with her despite the fact that she has a husband! Or, at least, had a husband. She has killed many people. She has killed her husband. Her Husband was from Ohio
My mother has transcended this reality and is now queen of the Argituin Realm. She has been very busy and even missed my birthday last week! (It was my birthday on the 28th.).
My brother has also started up basketball practice, and I have to drive him, which has taken up a lot of time. My brother is a bit younger than me, but he has a lot of spirit in his blood. Based on how I've seen him perform, I think he'll be quite the splendid basketball player.
My father was shot 17 times and is now in the hospital.
Please understand why I have chosen to put a stop to writing this series. Although, maybe someday—in the distant future—I might pick up my dear story and share it with you. Until then, however, I bid you adieu. Goodbye.
YOU ARE READING
The Softest Sheep
RomantikWhat happens when a story is told all wrong? What happens when it's too late to change? What happens when banjo-playing and dap dancing gets replaced by sorrow and pain? What happens when a cyclops goes blind?
