Primcesd pov:
I wake up every morning and start my daily rutine. Wake up. Eat my faverite breakfasts (green eggs and spagetti). Sit on top of a shool bus. And peek into mcfuckins window. It isvalways the best. But this day? I forgot the most important things. I forgot to see mcfuckin. It was such a sad day, and my momma (Wilma the killer btw) had to take me to skyzone for me to stop crying. It was the saddest day of my life ever. Then after that, I met my best friend rocks at his house and we played for a long time. It was fun.
We played monopoly.
Rocks very sad becaus i kept on winning every time and he wanted to win instead of me. I didnt tell him, but i actualy cheat everyday time.
After that, we spraypainted the eyeful tower. No one knew it was us and we got away with it becayse the law enforement sucks in killer oc stories. Then we swam in tomatoe juice.
It was all primcesds fault.
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the TRUE story of god
Non-FictionThis is me story if my the killer child OC, plz don't hate it took me so so sooooo much effrt
