I had a dream that this girl that I didn't know was saying a bunch of mean crud about my friends. It was weird because I tried to punch her, but my hand went right through her like she was made of mist and I went to jail anyway, because the girl told her dad (chief police). Moral of the story: don't punch people, no matter how furious you get at them. Or just do it and hope the girl wasn't the chief of police's daughter. Either way.
On a happier note, the part one of my new story, Stalked (a Minecraft story), is ready to be devoured by my fans (I have eleven fans now on the site I am writing it through! Yay!). If any of you guys want to help me possibly win the gaming fanfic contest I entered it in by reading it and leaving a nice comment, that would be awesome. The estimated time of reading is only supposed to be anywhere between 30 to 45 minutes. Just follow this link: Stalked Book. (Note: if the link has issues, just go to Movellas.com, in the search bar search "stalked". The cover is Steve, sitting in a field, watching the sunset.)
Hasta La Vista!
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