Ashton was away on a short holiday with his mum, brother and sister and I was feeling very lonely. Ashton had been taking my mind off of pickles but when I wasn't with Ashton I returned to my shrine in the attic and ate pickles. Don't get me wrong, I absolutely love pickles more than anything, but the taste was getting kind of old? I spent so much time eating pickles that I didn't realise they didn't even taste that good.
Today was like yesterday and the day before. I sat in front of my shrine when I heard a knock at the door.
Standing up, I say a goodbye to my pickles and climb down the stairs and make my way over to the door. Some part of me is hoping its Ashton but I know it wont be, as he's away on holiday. I finally admitted to myself that I had a crush on Ashton; I'd never had a crush on anyone before- other than a jar of pickles of course- and it was a weird feeking. Ashton is perfect. His gorgeous hazel eyes and curly hair. His fucking dimples that you could literally sleep in. Ashton was all round perfect. His god damn giggle.
I open the door and standing there is none other than shrek.
"Get out of ma swamp!" he shouts.
Shrek barges into my swamp, shoving me out the way and making me land on the floor.
"What are you doing in my swamp?" I shout back, standing up and dusting off my jeans.
"THIS IS MA SWAMP YA FUCKIN FANNY!" Shrek shouts.
"Eh naw mate, this is ma swamp!"I cry out, God Shrek get out my house.
an -what even is this omg?
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