1 The Pitza Pie
I am that I am and I am the pitza pie. Thase were the words that were writen on the cover of the "Hula Hualla" The Hula Hualla was the sacred book of thr rivery peeps and nobody knew that the pitza pie was really a squirrel in disguise. This squirrel was very old and he was very clever. His name was Harry Potter the squirrel. He was written about because he was a very nice squirrel and nobdy thought he wasn't a pitza pieeeee.When to go to bed he said his prayres and was turened into a monser. He was very ugly and scary. He could then go to sleep without anyone attacking him. He was able to do this because he was always dressed in his pitza pie suit and it was very powerful. But the suit was too powerful to use for a week in a row, so on Sundays he would have to take it off. Sunday nights were always the worst nights of the week. On Sunday nights he would go to sleep and dream bad dreams. The bad dreams were allways about a bright light that was pulsing in a steady rhythm. The pulsing light made him think of his deseaced god father and the way he always played the drums when he was happy. He would think of this and become happy, but his happiness would be destroyed when a dark cloud flew across the image of his godfather. When the cloud dissapeared, his godfather was gone. He would wake up sweating and then he would go to the refridgerator to get a big juicy piece of beef. He ate the beef to calm hisself. It was a nervous habit. He would then bite off his fingernails and poke himself in the eye with the clippings. And then his eyes would…
Disclaimer: For once I own everything! YAY! (Exsept for the squirrel's name.)
I am that I am and I am the pitza pie. Thase were the words that were writen on the cover of the "Hula Hualla" The Hula Hualla was the sacred book of thr rivery peeps and nobody knew that the pitza pie was really a squirrel in disguise. This squirrel was very old and he was very clever. His name was Harry Potter the squirrel. He was written about because he was a very nice squirrel and nobdy thought he wasn't a pitza pieeeee.When to go to bed he said his prayres and was turened into a monser. He was very ugly and scary. He could then go to sleep without anyone attacking him. He was able to do this because he was always dressed in his pitza pie suit and it was very powerful. But the suit was too powerful to use for a week in a row, so on Sundays he would have to take it off. Sunday nights were always the worst nights of the week. On Sunday nights he would go to sleep and dream bad dreams. The bad dreams were allways about a bright light that was pulsing in a steady rhythm. The pulsing light made him think of his deseaced god father and the way he always played the drums when he was happy. He would think of this and become happy, but his happiness would be destroyed when a dark cloud flew across the image of his godfather. When the cloud dissapeared, his godfather was gone. He would wake up sweating and then he would go to the refridgerator to get a big juicy piece of beef. He ate the beef to calm hisself. It was a nervous habit. He would then bite off his fingernails and poke himself in the eye with the clippings. And then his eyes would…
Disclaimer: For once I own everything! YAY! (Exsept for the squirrel's name.)