Dora Dr
Middletown, Connecticut
Shamar: *writing a story*
Inner Critic: What the heck are you writing? This is trash!
Shamar: Did you say something?
Inner Critic: I said, this is trash! Your stories on Wattpad are trash! I have a request!
Shamar: What?
Inner Critic: Can you please delete all of your stories? They suck.
Shamar: Sorry, no can do.
Inner Critic: Please?
Shamar: No, will you get out of here?
Inner Critic: It's a simple request!
Shamar: *hits Inner Critic with the iron* Get out!
Inner Critic: That hurt! *walks out of Shamar's house wincing in pain*
This story was written on Tuesday, May 21st, 2024.
A/N Sorry, Inner Critic! Your request has been denied! Shamar is an amazing writer! Don't be a silent reader. Please leave feedback. Thanks.
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