a story by [zareya]

Now guys, look at the color of this playdough top and tell me what color you see. Looks baby blueish right? Now look at this playdough. Boy, this is green not baby blue. (Inhale) Crazy art, one of us is colorblind, and that one of that isn’t me. And this isn’t the first time it’s happened. Crayola’s on drugs too. I got a 50 color pencil pack and you know the example color thing on the back, the actual pencil would be a whole shade lighter. Did you honestly think we wouldn’t know the difference? Do you think we’re three? Well to be completely honest, the wanna-be-baby-blue playdough did come in my three-year-old brothers Peppa Pig Playdough Mold kit and it does say two and up, but that’s not the point. The point is…Wait, what was the point of this? Ughhh. It’s playdough. it’s not even fun. It’s not like anyone’s telling me to do this (meanwhile a playdough blob with medium or big googly eyes pops up behind you and shakes angrily). So why start…(you turn around because you feel as if something is behind you, but nothing is there because the blob quickly goes down. Three seconds later it pops back up as you talk.) Hmm that’s weird, anyways, like I was saying it’s not like…(You turn around again, but again it quickly goes down.) Alright what is going on? (You look around for someone, but find nothing and return to your spot to speak. The blob comes up one more time, but this time with a knife.) Okay–ummmm again it’s not like…Gotcha. (You turn around to see a playdough blob with a knife attacking you. You struggle but manage to get him off, you throw him to the ground and fight him under the desk or somewhere hidden. It appears you won, but 5 seconds later the playdough blob comes out with a bloody knife.)

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