Intro: This book starts out with a strange writing style. It is supposed to show the children's distorted view of the world and as they get older, it becomes more realistic. The realistic part begins later in in the book, which is when I began writing after a long time not writing this story. I really hope you enjoy!
Poor little crybaby.
With a broken heart,
A scarred mind,
And a agonizing past,
She had been pushed a little to far.
But she had learned to embrace it.
Her tears no longer made her ashamed, and her craziness no longer scared her.
She was not weighed down so much anymore.
She knew she was different.
But she also knew she wasn't alone.
She did have friends,
As far gone as she was.
They were a broken bunch.
But she didn't mind.
In fact, that was why she liked them.
She was Crybaby.
She lived in the dollhouse.
She knew what was in the sippy cup.
She rode on the carousel.
She outgrew the alphabet boy.
She washed her mouth out with soap.
She took off her training wheels.
She threw a pity party.
She played an awful game of tag.
She made some milk and cookies.
She pacified that girl.
She saw Mrs. Potato head on TV.
She became the mad hatter.
Now she knows the secret.
All the best people are crazy.
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Crybaby
FanfictionCrybaby, Troye, Electra heart, and Lana have been best friends since they were little. They have been through countless traumas that no child should ever have to go through, but they have done it all together. (Based off of real people) Featuring: ...
