I are sit in dress room, looking at Poot face as are being powdered. "Poot Camera Man" are'd that the name it was? I let the pootiful name run through my poot thoughts till attention are brokened from them.
"Uh, Poot?" door are opened and poot eyes are flickered across...him. "ARE POOT" Poot scream out nervously "poot" I pooted it up, got nervous. Man from before smile. stepping closer to me. "I'm-" are cut him off "camera man?" Poot spit out confidently, but camera man give poot a poot look. "No, I'm Andrew" WHAT? Poot stand up on her little poot feet, knocking powder down "ARE WHAT?" POOT BEEN LIED TOO! this 'Andrew' look at poot with strange look, he go to reach for me but poot ran on her little pooty feet. "POOT ARE NOT READY. POOT BEEN DECEIVED. POOT IS HURT."
I run away, through the hallway. People ask for autograph from my poot hands but i poot reject. Are too distressed.
I run through halls, poot thoughts running crazy, like my little poot feets.
How do live now? are been lied too... are feel deceived....But mainly. NOW ARE FEEL LIKE FOOL, EMBARRASSED FOOL.
I finally stop at corner, slump on wall and sigh. "Well poot." i are said to myself. "you know what they are said"
sighed again and in that sigh are get ready to say "it's a-" "It's a pootie poot life"
the voice isnt a poot voice, oh my poot. Are eyes looked up and saw him...
"Camera man Andrew?"
YOU ARE READING
The life of Poot
أدب الهواةi are tell by way he hold camera at face. i telled this are meant to be. But love are hard when are sister of famous sister. But this are Poots life and Poot get what Poot set out to. this are the life of Poot.
