A/N- This is my first ever fanfiction so if you can find it in your heart, please R/R. By the By, I own everything in the story except Violet, Klaus, Sunny, and anything else Mr Snicket has written before me.

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You have probably clicked this page open on mistake so click the 'X' button in your top left corner while you still have the chance. If you are in you are sound of mind, you will not want to read this horribly sad tale about Violet, Klaus, and Sunny Baudelaire on purpose. For example, why would someone want to read about such things as a mayoral campaign, a suitcase full of money, three menacing tornadoes, and a very interesting statue. I warn you one last time, put this book down and read something more interesting and happy such as The Littlest Elf, which although may be a bit boring, is better than this melancholy tale.