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Ello people. I'm bored right now so i'm gonna make a story competly random. neutral

I look behind me and see a small paper bag flutter on a stop sign,After all its been there forever and it still wont move. I always think if it fell off would the metal on the bar be pretty clean, because you always think when you get new watches that they're pretty dirty but after a month you find that little peice of plastic and rip it off and its clean. I just dont get it, why do they do that? We would sue them and say "God freaking watch is dirty." You know? But usually that dose'nt matter. So i continue to walk down the street and watch a penny dissapear behind me and i say "Woah i could of been richer but who gives a crap." So i laugh and turn a corner and appear at a huge appartment building and stare at all the posts on the 'Not so shiney window' "Holy!" So i go inside and find a small set of stairs that lead up to my small apartment on the top floor. Its my lucky number 84 so i remember it pretty well. I climb up the stairs and reach an elevator. Crap i hate this elevator...Last time i was on it, it broke down and the people didnt come for another six hours! But thank god i brought take out home that day or i would of passes out! Man, The owner should get his hairy but off that stupid kitchen chair and get a stinkin new elevator so i could get home in peace. *Ding* Oh god it's here. I brace myself and slowly creep in the deathbox. I get in and press floor 10,And watch the light ping on and we start to move upward. I'm sweating my butt of and thinking (Oh my god its gonna stop) But i waited and i got the my floor safely and litterally ran out of the box and down the hallway to my room.


Next chapter next week! (Or if i wanna this week)