Things had been getting stranger and stranger ever since Fred brought that teacup pig home. Every time someone put a dish in the dishwasher, it would disappear and then reappear a little while later, broken. All the fruit in the house went missing. Even the fruit chunks in Greek yogurt. My homework keeps going missing. We lose the T.V. remote way more often than usual, and not to mention, the tiny pig is no longer tiny. This now giant pig is not only weird, but every night, it climbs into bed with me and hogs all the good blankets. But the weirdest thing about all of this is the giant teacup pig keeps me up half the night eating my hair. Not even eating it really. Just sucking on it. All. night. Long. I'm so sick of this pig! Why Fred brought it home? I have no idea. None. why Fred doesn't get rid of the pig? Still no idea. I'm starting to go a little insane in this house. Then again, this isn't the worst pet Fred brought home. But we no longer speak of the fish.
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Short stories, Poems, Etc.
CasualeThis is just a book of short stories, poems, and other short little things that I've written over the years. Hope you like them! :)
