Hello, I know somebody will find this paper someday and by then It will have bit the dust but you can at least see what my life was like. It all started when the “covid-19” was happening. Everyone was indoors but not me! I was not even a human at all. I bet whoever you are must be thinking how did you write all this? Well we will get to that soon in fact i’ll get to it now! So like I said I’m not human, I’m driftwood and one of my days I was at home with a kid and he drew me face, eyes , mouth, nose and limbs and many many driftwoods just lay in the water of a lake or something like that. Well I was that until a group of teens showed up. They were there to throw wood and all sorts of stuff into the lake. I see them everyday but this time they did not find anything. They found me and then they treated me like a rock! I was thrown into the lake. I was in a state of shock but ok hold on this is taking too long i have to speed things up. Anyway, back to me I was floating in the lake and I had no idea the currents of the lake were so strong! I was pushed and i layed there in shock. (6 hours later) I found myself on a beach and I was very hot! It turned out I was in alaska! I could do nothing but about it as this moment you’re reading this when i was in the lake and sea i was writing but now i was writing on sand it was so soft it was very hard draw and write so i may have b-b-bad spelling (3 weeks later) i was picked u-up and i was in something with wheels and it was rumbling! Very scary indeed! A few minutes went by and I was in a large building! The person had long hair and I felt like something was about to happen, something b-b-bad! I saw an old m-man shivering and I saw a fireplace that was not on. I knew what was about to happen. At this moment I am in a state of shock. and can not move. I am going to be burned alive, but then something happened that i did not expect
Instead the oldman sat up and the girl gave me to the oldman into the basement. Now readers or just readers I have no idea how I ended up here but I hope the basement is better than being cooked alive! I went into the basement and it was worse than a fire! I saw one big table one big pile of wood and worst of all..an ax, a big sharp ax i knew it was the end of my life i knew i would never live again but what i knew is that i will always haunt that guy he carried me to the table wit the ax and i closed my eyes and i felt it i felt the pain through my veins and i was do…n……e….g.oo…d b
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