Greg's awful, awful warriors cat fanfiction about two cats doing the naughty made me remember this story I made when I was in second grade

Some notes about this: 

1) This Short, Short, short story won SECOND PLACE in a STATE WIDE writing competition. Why. 

2) I didn't even live in the state. It was for Maryland residents only, and me, a Philadelphian with a love for anarchy, entered anyway and still won

3) Basically this was fan fiction of a game I made up, where me and my friends pretended to jump into a secret portal and become these half farm animal/half human people (basically farm animal furries if I'm being honest). All the characters were named after the animals they were. Duck Girl, Horse Girl, stuff like that

4) why did this win

5) why was I allowed to enter this competition I've never lived in Maryland 

6) I hate my life my ear hurts so bad rn

7) I'm not kidding this story is like 6 sentences long 

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Story: (the bold is present me complaining btw)

Title: Barnyard Girls  

   One foggy morning, Cow Girl and Duck Girl went to Hay Stack Stream. "There are lots of treasures in the stream," explained Duck Girl. "And..." (and............)

   Cow Girl interrupted. (Omg rude) "I see something in the water!" She said. Duck Girl looked in the water.

   "Look, everybody! Cow Girl found barnyard girl gold!" She cried. 

   Mountain Pony Girl looked in the water. "I know that from anymore! It was a gift from Greece to here!" (Ok first of all if it was a gift why'd you chuck it in the river. Second of all why does Greece exist in this universe and why have the Barnyard Girls made a diplomatic relationship with them. To be fair I was obsessed with Greece when I was little for some reason) 

   "Wow!" cried Cow Girl, and she could not have been happier!

   While in the middle of her thoughts, Puppy Girl said, "What are we going to do with it?" 

   "Well, we are going to put it in the museum," explained Duck Girl, "with Cow Girl's name on the label." That made Cow Girl truly happy. (It was a GIFT why didn't you put it in the museum in the first place)

   "Moo, moo, moo!" She cried. 

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Ok I'm gonna go listen to Моя голова винтом on repeat until I get this story out of my head