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Once upon a time, the world was ,made by really simple figures, this was really amazing becuase, we were tinny and our head was like ball; we were really happy then a really extrange figure was born, his body was like us, and that was completly normal, but his head was so extrange we never saw things like that, it was a square, when he was born i was 3 years old, and the thing was that his birth was like a gossip, they thought that his mother hide themselves, because that would be too scary.when i was 10 years old i went down to the woods, to the forest, and i saw like a house, so i get in because i had never seen a house in the woods, it was pretty, then i listened a voice, it was a male voice then i listened him crying and i was so worried that i went to the place he was, he was just a kid, and he has his head like a square, and then a realize that that wasn't a myth.I asked what is wrong?, and he told me arent you scared?, well i was a little bit scare but he was crying and i couldnt think of anything else, he told me my mom left me, i just realized today and i am so hurt that I cant stop crying, well stop crying i would stay here with you, then i woke up and i realized that i still in that place...

write a story

Once upon a time, the world was ,made by really simple figures, this was really amazing becuase, we were tinny and our head was like ball; we were really happy then a really extrange figure was born, his body was like us, and that was completly normal, but his head was so extrange we never saw things like that, it was a square, when he was born i was 3 years old, and the thing was that his birth was like a gossip, they thought that his mother hide themselves, because that would be too scary.

when i was 10 years old i went down to the woods, to the forest, and i saw like a house, so i get in because i had never seen a house in the woods, it was pretty, then i listened a voice, it was a male voice then i listened him crying and i was so worried that i went to the place he was, he was just a kid, and he has his head like a square, and then a realize that that wasn't a myth.

I asked what is wrong?, and he told me arent you scared?, well i was a little bit scare but he was crying and i couldnt think of anything else, he told me my mom left me, i just realized today and i am so hurt that I cant stop crying, well stop crying i would stay here with you, then i woke up and i realized that i still in that place...

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