Tyrone lives in a sock... He has no friends...Just...Socks.
Tyrone was just a boy when he was sucked into a portal. Just sitting dare he was, all alone, When sock soldiers Smuggled him over the border..... No one around to see...
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Tyrone loved the smell of flowers and honey,It reminded him of fresh socks out of the washing machine. Tyrone lived under a school stairwell Watching kids walk by everyday... He had a fork... And a barrel to eat atop of....... It was the life.... He had always liked the way footsteps echoed and sounded above his head... Beautiful he would think every time.
One day someone saw him... A Christmas tree... Named Latisha.
"HEY,YO TYRONE!" She Shouted at him "HOW YOU BEEN?"
Tyrone had no answer he just shrugged at her. Latisha walked over with another girl behind. Malasia. Tyrone smiled when he remembered the time the girl had stuffed socks in her desk....
"Boy, What chu been do 'n out of school!?" Malasia asked, Snaping her fingers. "Not dat I've been here to know..."
Tyrone blinked looking at someone in the background. It was guitar he was looking at. She had a pink bow in her hair today. Tyrone liked it, No, Tyrone loved it.....
"SHE ASKED, WHERE U BEEN BOYYY?" Latisha snapped at him, her hair frizzing up.
"None of YO bizz." He said walking away towards guitar. He ran up to her tapping her.
"Hey" He said looking at her.
"Do I know you?" She asked looking confused.
"I, Um, No you probably don't know me.... I'm Tyrone.!." He told her.
"Huh...." She tapped some people in front of her. "It's, Yo Tyrone!"
