Dear Petunia Pebble,
Petunia, you are the most beautiful mineral I have ever seen. I love how you seem so confident and determined all the time. I know that you might see me with beautiful pebbles all around me, but I couldn't care less about them. I hope you don't think of me as a dumb slate for using improper grammar, but it is the only way I could say it on such short notice. So I guess you are wondering why I am writing you. I just wanted to ask you to the Rock Prom. I guess that's all. See you in school.
Rocky Rock
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Short Stories From a Camera
Short StoryA collection of random short stories. Some of the stories are related to my other stories (The Monster Hero and Nature's Sign). Not all of them are stories, some are poems or other things.
