This is a story I wrote for school. It's kinda wacky!
Hannah Banana and the Rat
Once upon a time, in a land called Chicago, there was a very poor woman. Her name was Hannah Banana. Hannah Banana lived in the sewer. She lived off of moldy Big Macs and scraps from Stir-crazy.
One day, Hannah Banana found a rat in the sewer. She decided to make him her pet and she named him Billy Bob Joe Fred Garfunkel Banana. Hannah and the rat were good friends.
There was one odd thing about Billy Bob Joe Fred Garfunkel Banana. When Hannah Banana found him he had a crown on his head. Hannah couldn't read so she didn't know it said Burger King. She thought her rat was a prince in a faraway land.
One day, Hannah Banana was very sad because she couldn't find any food in the dumpsters. As she was crying to Billy Bob Joe Fred Garfunkel Banana, something amazing happened. Her rat talked!
"Hannah Banana, don't cry. If you kiss me I will turn into a prince. We will be rich and you can have all the food you want," the rat said.
Hannah Banana was excited. If she kissed her rat she would be a princess and live in a castle. Plus, she could have all the Big Macs she wanted without a bight taken out of them.
Hannah Banana decided to kiss her rat. She closed her eyes, kissed the growdy rat, and expected to see Prince William.
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She was just about to scream, "William, I love you!" when she opened her eyes. Instead of an incredibly sexy Brit, she saw an equally sexy Mafia crime lord.
"Marry me, darling," her old rat friend who is now a sexy beast said.
Hannah Banana said yes. Hannah and her Mafia crime lord, Sid, got married and lived happily ever after. Except for the three times Sid killed someone in their living room. Hannah would throw a big fit over the blood on the Persian rug, but Sid would just buy her a new one.
The End