A typical Mary Sue story, read more to find out.
::Warning:: Lots of fainting at the end of chapters, racism, cursing, stupidness, unicorns, and purpose grammar errors ahead!
This story is supposed to be horrible and bad, terrible of the Terrible...
Sorry if the drawing's writing looks bad, I'm trying to adjust to digital art.
I wok up in my bed like it was all a dream. Cuz it was! "What a awful dream, I'm so happy I'm not going through that sort of scenario" (Somewhat good writing? Am I dreaming?!) I went to my walk in closet full of pink and black dresses, pink and black skirts, pink and black jewelry, and pink and black shoes. I went over to my dresser and got out a golden glittery short dress with a white belt made of silk with a bow on it. I put it on with a white head band that also had a white bow on it. Then I put on fish nets. (God, my English teacher must be so proud of me...) and then I put on glittery golden high heels. I went out of my mansion and went to school. On my way walking there, a girl with a tablet jumped in front of me, I was so shocked that I drew a picture of what she looked like on my notepad
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"WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?!" she yelled in my face flailing her arms. I looked in shock, it can't be! "YOU PROMISE ME A BAD STORY AND THIS IS WHAT I GET? CLICHE BULL CRAP?!" "A-Author..." I stuttered. "NO, DON'T START TALKING TO ME. HAVEN'T YOU DONE ENOUGH?" "Author... I think you left caps lock on." "HMM? OH, that's better." She said, staring into my soul like a panther about pounce prey. "Author, why are you here?" I said. "Well, I started realizing that I make a lot of "stories" but never finish or start them. And since I have no time or enough ideas to make any parts for the future, I've decided to discontinue this book." I looked on horrified, if she were discontinue the story... My perfect life and the universe will vanish, I can't let this happen... I can't! I will have to use one more cliche in a attempt to save this story! "Author! I will defeat you!" I cried. "No you won't." She replied monotonly. Her back spacing my name on this chapter was the last thing I see. "NOOOOOOOoooo-" -Splort- Well folks, you heard it. I'm canceling this bad story because I have no idea what to do next. I mean, I could continue this by typing random crap onto a screen buuut... it wouldn't be fun. Sorry if you wanted to see more of it (although that shows me that you care, it also makes me question why you like this sort of 'quality' of content), but hey! Stop wasting your time on Wattpad and go out and do something productive, like... uh... hnnnghh what can you do? Let's see... charity... animal rescuing... help the old people and the nursing home, well you do you. I don't know you and you don't know me so let me tell you a little about myself. I live in a place that is very hot and everyone is in constant agony. That's right! I live in Hell! Best wear sunscreen if you decide to visit though... being here can leave quite a burn on your skin. I think I may be he only person in the world that likes spiders. I don't want one as a pet per say, but I just find them interesting. Anyway, tell me what you people like (or dislike), because if we are on here it means we all have nothing to do.
If you want more of these sort of stories, just go to the search bar and type in sonic/undertale/Fnaf/StevenUniverse/etc fanfics, you won't regret it...
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P.S. I think I heard the screams of tortured souls when I posted this, I dunno why I just did.
