Weird Story's

#instacrab

[ may I say this idea fully and truly goes to my friend, @articdauntless On Wattpad. I just want to see what happens if I see how I do it compared to hers... ]

I was doing what crabs do. Sitting around. Grunting at those annoying seagulls. Pretending I can grunt. Those seagulls want me to smash my head on a rock, and with their annoyance I truly do.

But this was the day I found the legendary device. The iPhone. The object got dimmer, so I ran to it and pressed the buttons before it entirely darkened.

'cutegirlfollowme_5638 liked your photo.' It said. I stared at the device. I realized, this was titled Instagram.

One of the seagulls finally did something good for once, and told me how to use the iPhone. I logged out of the weird account and made a new one, naming the account 'superradcrab._'.

All the people on Instagram couldn't believe it. I was a crab, and not a weird pet account. I learned how to use filters. Cropping. And I had every app already installed on the device! I was famous. I had twenty five thousand followers. I was about to do 'SFS' for the first time (not the annoying kind) before I saw a human approach.

"Awwww!" The human said. I looked at her clothes; she wore a black laced sweater and a beanie, wearing short jean shorts and a beige shirt. Her long blonde hair twirled around, something that would get likes.

I didn't like her though. But it suddenly dawned upon me that this was a hipster - I read about them. If you ever encounter one and value your life, run. I began to run into the sea before the human clasped me in her hands. "So cute!" She yelled. "Hey, you have my phone..." The hipster said. She pulled the great device away from me. "Let's go home together, you and me!"

Five minutes later, I was locked in a dark room, panicking. I could faintly hear Arctic Monkeys playing, as I slowly fell into sleep.

(My odd friend is super grunge now.)