Paul the eyeball had a very boring life. He was always on his own and longed for the company of his own kind. He used to have a friend called steve but he was taken away by a sharp knife and had been replaced by an unmoving glass substitute. Paul desperately wanted move around and make new friends but he was bound to his place by some pesky blood vessels.
He was there for three long years just rolling around when he saw a human coming towards him with a long, sharp knife.
"Yay! I'm leaving!" Paul thought to himself but he immediately regretted it when he felt a sharp pain that blinded him as he scremed in agony,
"Maybe this wasn't such a good idea," he murmered as he slipped away into the never ending blackness.
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Weird Stories
RandomThis is a collection of stories and poems I have written when I have been bored. Some can be a bit weird. I'm sorry if some of it doesn't make sense but they are stories and I can make whatever I want to happen happen. Anyway, hope you enjoy.
