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U.N

The best club ever.

Guess what this stands for.

No. It is not the United Nations.

.Stuck aren't you?

It stands for the underage narhwals.

Well maybe this can clear things up.(look into the right corner of room for dramatic effect while flashback starts).

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I'm RJ.
I'm smart, fun, and awesome.I forgot modest. All at the same time.

My story starts during a history test. I was minding my own business, looking out the window, when a peculiar bird landed on the windowsill. It was five feet tall, a tail that was 3 feet long, and a really big beak. It's shiny red and green feathers highlited its orange beak, and it's large tennis ball eyes. I gawked at it. i pinched myself to see if I was dreaming. But I wasnt.

It thrusted it's razor sharp beak towards the window, and I could hear glass shatter. Glass shards littered the floor and they were aiming at something.

Apparently that something was me.

The birds bulging eyes were fixed on me.

I wanted to run. But something about the bird made me stay. Most people would scream and run in horror. But I sat there like a hypnotized idiot.

The bird swooped down and picked me up by the shirt collar. By now everyone had exited the room.

The bird opened it's beak. Not to eat me. But to make a sound that sounded to much like human words.

"Your comin with me, bub!" it squacked

Now I know I was dreaming.

But I wasnt.

You know those movies where someone wakes up from a dream, only to find themselves in another? This was kind of like that.

I know you want more but you will have to wait.

A/N: thanks to music605 (my sister) for helping me.

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⏰ Last updated: Nov 07, 2014 ⏰

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