This is a story about a person. That person is me. This trashy person is only writing this because I was forced. The end. Fin. Why.... Why are you still here? I thought I said was done. Jesus go away I have nothing else to say.
A/n : Are you happy Poh Poh?
YOU ARE READING
Trash
Short StoryIt's Trash read it if you want. Or don't because I'm just a talking Trash can.
