My imagination is my pen
My decisions are chapters
In the great novel called life
However, life is truly not a book
It is a long and enduring journey
That begins from the moment of birth
And ends when we refuse to carry on
What happens on this mysterious journey
Is totally up to you, so choose wisely
For life doesn't make you who you are
You make life what you want it to be
Friday, September 28, 2012
Random Story Part 1
So, I was at the local park this afternoon. I was sitting on the bench when Ronald McDonalds walked over to me, and decked me in the jaw, causing me to land on the ground hard. I looked up at him, and saw him holding a bat. He gave me an angry look while screaming, "How could you?! You traitor!" Confused, I asked, "Do what?" He hit me in the ribs with the bat, and tossed down a few Whopper wrappers. "You traded me for that crazy king?" Before I could respond, I was whacked upside my head once more, causing me to black out.
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