So this is gonna be us writing about our daily lives. Nothing really happens so I might start talking about potatoes-HumanWreakingBall
Lies. You usually create some form of chaos. We could literally name this "The story of how this idiot destroyed s...
It literally took me three tries to spell there. This is going great already.
(Btw that picture was drawn by fullygloriouschaos. It looks weirdly like me)
Anyways I have to write a chapter now. All by myself. There's a song that goes like that! ALL BY MYSELLLLLLF!!!
Anyways I'm supposed to write about my life, but literally nothing happened today. I guess I could tell stories from the past. Wooooo.
As you can see I'm really good at this.
I don't know if any of you know LunitiCat, but he's the one who trained us in the ways of wattpad, so our writing sounds a lot like his XD
Ok I will think of stories now. Hmmmmmmmm.
OK! So y'all might have been wondering how in the heck I got my username (Annnnd I magically become southern)
So I got my username because I am literally a human wreaking ball. Not a day has gone by in three years where I have not broken something. I break pens, walls, chairs, windows, people's minds, RenardRoux's feelings (I'm sorry) and so on!
So, let's tell a story about how I dramatically broke something. Man I wish I could draw. Wait, I will draw!
So here we go, HumanWreakingBall's dramatic title-less story with illustrations.
Once upon a time there was a Woodshop. It was a class and a place. Well, the place might be named something different. I wouldn't know, I don't go there often. I was actually banned from there. There's a wanted poster with my face on the door. Sad but true.
Anyways this story is one of the reasons why I am a wanted criminal.
So one day I was in the Woodshop looking for SparkleMaster because they had my ruler (Which I didn't even need. I was just bored.)
Here is a drawing of that lovely expirience:
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Aren't I artistic! I drew that on Hangouts. I drew my amazing hair too. Thankfully it has more than three strands in real life but not important!
Anyways, there I was, in the shop, looking for my friend/ruler. All the woodshop/architecture/something else students were building stuff, I mean, well duh, it's a building class.
All these people were making all this really cool shit like tables, and chairs, and this one guy was welding a safe. If I ever tried that I would probably melt my face off, and my limbs off, and melt the safe, and then DIE!
