I was 12 years old my parents were killed by some crime organization in mexico afraid of the same thing happening to me my family called some contacts so that i could cross the river as thats were it all began the nightmare and the dream.
As me and the guy who was driving made it to the river we crossed undetected we went to a church to seek refuge turns out it wasn't only a church it was also an ancient temple know as "tempio di formaggio"(which means temple of the cheese) as the young teenager i was i got curious and started to explore the church and found an entrance to the temple as i wondered inside the temple i found te magical wand of cheese what i didn't know is that because of this my body and my life would change forever. hey people i hope you liked the beginning of the story i know i suck at writing but you guys tell me if you liked it if you do i'll keep on writing
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the origins of queso man
Adventurebased on my middle school nickname comes the truth is how queso man became him and the dark secret of his cheese
