Chapter eight.
Purples POV
I, CANT, DIE, BEFORE, LEARNING, CALCULIS. I ABSOLUTELY needed to learn calculus right now, right at this moment! But, some, apirit, named, pasta, kept, trying, to, communate, with, me, and, i, like, pasta, and, also, i,know, Italian, so, I, didn't, learn, calculus, instead, i, discussed, rhubarb, with, a, spirit. It was actually very usefulm,becayse the pasta spirit cat gave eme the power to absilutely slaughter on of the creators of my story because they ePT USE THAT STUPID COMMA (so helpful!).
But, then, i, realized, it, was, a, sham, because, the, cat, just, wanted, to, use, me, as, a, portal, or, something, because, apparently, there, is, no, rhubarb, in, whatever, land, in,came, from, and, it ,wanted ,rhubarb ,pie.
So, as my body was brutally torn apart, limb from limb and aton from aton, I wondeered, as I laid, stitting oin the pile of my own tomfoolery and the cats deciet, I wondered, mayhaps, if there is perhaps a point to all of theis and if this, in of itself, was the real calculasus we made along the way.
Just, then, kared, ran, in, screaming, WHER, IS, THE, HONEY, COVERED, SQUIRREL,
I watcged it and shouted 'Oh! I see, I had been dreaming this entire time! I...I still didn't know calculus."
Then, I, realized, kared, was, wearing, a, trenchcoat, and, standing, on, top, of, someone, who, was, orange, holding, a, calculus, book, and, rhubarb, pir, I asked to have some.
"I, SENSE, PASTA, YOU, HEATHEN"
It was just another day before the hunger games....
And, she, smacked, me, on, the, head, with, the, calculus, book,
Evan:... This chapter was hell to write.
Friend: WE, STILL, HAVENT, DESCRIBED, KARED
Evan: Whya are you like this
Friend:, :,),,,,,,,,,,, , ,. ,,. ,, ,. ,
Evan: I-Let's just call it a day... I'm so tired....
Friend: niight
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