Lisa always moaned. She couldn't speak. Just moan. She would try and beg for help. But only silent moans. You would think, oh! Why not just write down what she's thinking? NO! She would try and and write but the only words present were "MOAN. MOAN. MOAN." She needed help. She needed a doctor. But how? She can't talk..
-Five Months Later-
Lisa had passed away from exsecive moaning. No one attended her funeral. They thought he was weird.
-Next Day-
The world has ended. Lisa came back and murdered everyone because they didn't attend her funeral. Lisa was a god now. Oh Lisa. Help us.
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Moan Oh Lisa
RandomThis book is to show Kedric I'm a better writer. I'm sorry for this.
