Untitled Part 15

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(I'm back. and with a new chapter. I hope people are still here to read it. Sorry for the long wait.)


I runded into da wood and hit in the trees. I hoped Iwoodn't get cot and clubed. Some1 grabed my arms and put a hand on my mawth.

"Hey Os." A strong manly voce sad in mi er 'I was thenkin' mabe we cud team up." I twisted AROUND! It waz.........MILK!

"Milk"! I said "why sholder we team up?" 

"Because we'll wen better." Milk sad rolling his Is.

"How?" I axed cereisly. Milk smild.

"Cum with me and ewe'll sea." He grind. He took mi hand and led me to another tree.

"We'll hid up hear and then jump down on the prson and poke them with R sticks." Bob expland. I nodded. That made cence. So we climd up. Once we got up I locked around. I could sea all of Mane. It was lovley.

"It's ugly!" I sobbed wet, placed teardrops of dwe ran down my bronzed face. 

"Not as ugly as you!" Mike said smiling. I cryed. Noone has ever told me that befour! It made me so happy I crid.

"Don't cry Ocean!." Milk said paniced as he rund a hand throught his blond hare "Thy'll here us.'

"I kan't help it." I sabd. "U mad me so hape."

"How?" Milk axed?

"No one has EVER SAD THAT TOO ME!" I sobbed blowing my knows on a hankie.

"Well, it's true." Bobby sed putting a hand around me. I locked up at ham. his toffee coloured Is bore into my orange ones. He teltedmy head up and brought his moth to mine...

"DIE!!!" A voice screched we scramed and fell out of the tree. We loked to sea who yelled. There was a guy with a sword and sheld. he had a hermonica around his neck. His brown hare was messed up.

"Who are you?" Robert asxed?

I?" the man questoned? "I am the great and noble Bob Dylan!"


(Okay so chapter 15. What do y'all think? Reviews and or flames are welcome.)


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