Alana was digging through the
trash can, looking for some cheap hair extensions. She rifled through the old banana peels and rotten eggs, but found nothing of the sort. She sighed. Alana only wore hair extensions that came from the trash.
Suddenly, there was a rumble coming from the rubbish bin. Oscar the Grouch gloriously rose from the silver can, like Jesus rising from the dead. Alana felt her knees buckle and she was kneeling before this God of a trash can dweller.
"You were messing with my can, ho!" Oscar accused.
Alana said, "Oh please Mr. Grouch, don't be angry. I will do anything."
"Anything, eh?" Oscar's face twisted in a smirk.
And with that Alana was dragged into garbage paradise.
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Johnny Diaries
FanfictionNormal Canadian girl Avery gets away for a weekend with her mom at a ski lodge in Toronto. She's been dozens of times and expects the trip to be boring as usual, however the trip takes a turn. She finds herself intrigued by a mysterious musician, Jo...
