Once upon at time, there was a boy named Jack. He was traveling in the woods to get firewood when he came across a sleeping giant. The giant awoke suddenly and saw Jack, sitting there, with an axe. Well, as you can imagine, this creeped the giant out. I mean, how would you like to just wake up one day from a peaceful nap and find a mini-person sitting on your knee wielding a tiny axe? Anyways, the giant got all freaked out and tried to act scary, so he said in a loud voice, "YO, KID! GET OFF ME! YOU'RE FREAKING ME OUT! I DON'T LIKE TINY AXE MANIACS!"--he only yelled because he wasn't sure if his voice would carry all the way down to Jack. Jack shrugged and started to slide off the giant's leg, but not before giving himself a tiny cut on the way down. "Aw, crud," Jack muttered, wiping at the wound with his shirt. The giant peered down at Jack to see what was wrong. The moment he saw that microscopic spot of blood on Jack's arm, the giant let out a squeal. "I CAN'T STAND BLOOD!!!!!" he exclaimed, as he took off running. After about ten minutes, the giant stopped and looked behind him. He could still see Jack standing in the clearing! Okay, so maybe it's because all the trees in his path were now flattened, but it still felt as if Jack had followed him, when indeed Jack was crying in pain on the ground. See, Jack was not very good at treating cuts with the right herbs, and had instead tried rose thorns and poison oak. "Idiot," muttered the giant, and continued walking away.
TO BE CONTINUED...
That's all for now! Stay tuned for part 2!!
Words of advice for today: Don't eat yellow snow.
PEACE,
PhoenixWarrior C:
TO BE CONTINUED...
That's all for now! Stay tuned for part 2!!
Words of advice for today: Don't eat yellow snow.
PEACE,
PhoenixWarrior C: