As you can see...*starts crying* oh god. I'm sorry. I'm gonna need a moment.
*3 hours later*
Okay. Okay. I think I'm good. *deep breaths* okay. I'm ready. Here's my story of how I got this...way.
*clears throat* I was the most beautifulest couch in the world. I was even famous. You didn't know that? Well you do now. I was on every TV commercial. Heck, I was even in a movie. Honestly, I was the best actor there. People came and sat on me and asked me for autographs as well. Yeah. I was THAT famous. Ah.. That was the life. Until, somebody bought me. Then everything started to change.
My 'owners' took me home. Not bad of a house. 5 bathrooms and 9 bedrooms. Funny thing is, is that it was just the 2 of them. But once I got settled in...oh my gosh. It was pure horror. That's when *dramatic pause* the dogs came out. If I could run, I would right then and there. I tried everything I could to get away. I even tried calling my agent. But I realized... I'm not famous anymore for an agent. And that's when it hit me. This was the life of a 'normal' couch.
Everyday the dogs would come running and tear up my cushions. There was this one big dog...oh my god. He jumped up and broke all of my legs. So much pain. All my beauty was gone...by these dogs. And this is how I became part of the normal couches around the world.
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The Chair Life
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