the story starts on the day of reckoning. i was laying on my bed when i heard a shriek. i instantly ran downstairs to see what it was. shrek was standing there. i slowly edged over to him. he grunts and says, "here." he hands me a body pillow. on it is... himself. i feel joy as i take it from his hands. "i will protect you with this." then, he vanishes, and i sprint back up to my room. several years later, i was interrupted by someone breaking through my window. "i don't want to do this..." i say, grasping the soft material of the pillow sadly, "but i must." the intruder's eyes drifted to the pillow, and then they turned to stone from the beauty of shrek.
(if this gets one vote, then i shall make a sequel for you fellow shrekers, anyways thank you for reading)
