This is a truly bizarre one, so I'm just gonna leave it as is. Thank you EmO-pEaNuT-bUtTeR-cUp.
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January 16th
Ron sat pathetically on the end of his 4 poster bed. Feeling extremely miserable and excruciatingly bored he wondered just how exactly he could make some fun for himself.
He resorted to actually having to (for the first time in his life) tidy his room. He went about it with a certain look of pain etched onto his face; obviously he was some what grossed out by the 4 year old moldy Cumberland cheese sandwich growing under his bed.
He picked it up cautiously and made to throw it out of the window, when all of a sudden the cheese sandwich opened up, revealing an awful stench and a hairy green looking slice of cheese. It jumped at Ron and before he could react was nuzzling away at Ron face.
Ron struggled to keep his mouth closed but only to fail when the evil sandwich wriggled its way into his mouth and down his throat. Shoveling deeper and deeper the sandwich finally reached Ron's gut, where it stopped its frantic attempts of throat blockage to take in its surroundings.
The sandwich, after deciding it liked Ron's stomach, settled there and eventually Ron turned a vivid purple color, keeled over, and died.
And this children, is why you should NEVER eat a cheese sandwich that has been around for more than 3 weeks.
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Yes, probably weirder than I ever could have come up with.
I've come to the realization that I'm never going to finish this alone, so all you Anti-Ron Fans, help me out! Write a chapter and as long as it doesn't totally suck I'll post it (I have really low standards, as you can plainly see with what I've written).
Of course, I'll still write as often as I can, but this will put less stress on me and give everyone else a chance to kill Ron.
Please review.
