This is a new years tale. Well…more like ten

Okay, I shall now say the imaginary history of fun New Years. If any of these ever happened to you, comment to it!
Oh, and to make things fun, I’ll write them in 2nd person POv
1) you are on a boat. It is rocking to and fro, and you start to get seasick (this one simply can’t be me, I don’t get seasick.) and you run for the bathroom. Only this is one of those bathroom less boats and you end up throwing up on an old lady’s lap. She starts whacking you with her purse and chasing you out to the deck where all the animals are being kept. Hoping for defense against this crazy old lady, you free the,. But instead of charging at her, they charge at you. Lick you. Claw you. Bite you. Step on you. The old lady laughs so you steal her purse and whack her with it. In a daze, she calls the police who arrest you for purse-snatching. They lock you up in a closet, where you celebrate New Years trying to escape by ripping up clothes to foremost a rope to reach the tiny window way up high and hopefully climb out.
2) You play truth or dare with friends. They dare you to eat a flower. You laugh, cuz it is so easy. Except the flower is poisonous and you are rushed to a hospital where a boy at your school proposes to you for marriage and you spit in his eye. Happy New Years!
I have to go now, but I will either edit in or comment in the other stories later


Marline and the Doofus -part 1-

There once was a girl named  Marline.

She loved to imagine, despite the fact that someone had to do the imagining for her.

You see, Marline was…a doofus. She could only “imagine” mistakes from her most recent past, and she made a lot of mistakes. But even she knew that this wasn;t really imagining. So she hired a boy  to do it for her.

The boy hated her. He thought she was a klutz. A retarded, obnoxious, stupid, lazy, boring klutz, at that. Of course, it wasn’t her fault, but boys never consider that, do they?

Anyways, the boy only “imagined” things up for her because he was getting paid. A lot.

Oh wait, I haven’t told you his name, have I?

Before I do, let me make something clear: Boys are annoying, stupid jerks. Most of the time. The other times they are just annoying. (Sorry boys, its the truth)

Anyways, his real name was Robert, but dont le that fool you. He told Marline that his name was “The Almighty.”

The Almighty? That’s just weird!

Back to the story.

Anyways, the boy only “imagined” things for the money.

And of course, that made all his imagings about money.

One particular imagination thing was where he told Marline about a story where a king got rich by hiring a cat to do all the talking for him. The money came in because so many people thought it was funny and donated money to see more. It was actually a good story. I guess boys can be inventive, but only when they want to. Which is about never.

I knnow what you  are thinking: Isn’t this story supposed to be about poor Marline, and not some obnoxious boy?

Or are you a boy and taking in great offense at my insults? 😛

Either way, you are probably right: It IS about Marling, and I probably am pushing it with the insults. But I’m not apologizing! 😛


Wow, this one post is taking up a lot of room. I’ll stop now and let the story wait. After all, I have a lot more to write!

But I’ll ccontinue later!

And to prove my point: