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Hello everyone!
I know that this month has been making everyone pretty anxious with everything that's going on.
This is really the first time I'm experiencing the brunt of all of this, so it's been a... let's say, learning experience!
I've been trying to think of a way to get my mind off of all of this, so can I ask a favor of you?

Can you please tell me some of your favorite scary stories? I want to hear your best! （*/∇＼*）

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The boy grew more and more scared as the wolf howls grew louder, and he tried to run, but he tripped over one of the large roots going backwards. In fact, he wasn't even sure he was going the right direction as he couldn't see the sun. The wolf pounced on him, and said, "It's dangerous to be in these woods alone. What are you doing?" The boy cried: "I was brought in here by a balloon who pretended to be my papa!" Then the wolf shook her head, and licked the tears off the boy's face. "Come, I'll show you the way back. Your real father will be worried." "Will you turn into a balloon?" he asks, sniffling. "No," she says, "but what other options do you have?" She allows him to climb on her back, because he's so small. He clings tightly to her fur, and she takes him to an edge of the wood. "I have to leave you here," she says. "Oh, but why? You should come home with me," he says. "They'll think I'm attacking you. They'll hurt me," she says. "I can't go with you." He hugs her great neck, which is too wide for his little arms. "I guess this is goodbye. Thank you, wolf." "Yes, I guess so. Goodbye, boy." The end!

Bravo!
Though that one is also a little sad at the end, but it makes it sweet.

You can be a real story teller.

Do you think so? Maybe I should write a book! I'd sign it for you!

You should! You never know, you could be a best seller.
Can I be the first autograph then?

Yeah, for sure! To Mimori, love Emil

I'll treasure it deeply for all time.

Thanks! Do you read a lot?

I try to!
You can't really tell since this is text, but I'm not very mobile.
I was in an accident a few years ago.
I did a lot of reading after the fact.

Oh, I'm sorry. About the accident, not the reading. That part's pretty cool!

It was a few years ago, so it's fine now. I've adjusted.

But I think so too, about the reading! You can learn a lot about a person depending on what kind of stuff they like to read.

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