The Form Owl

The form owl 1

Is this all a dream?

I thought to myself as i lay in bed; i couldn't move i had sleep paralysis. The dream was so horrifying, scary, nerving it left me scared for the rest of my life probably; sweat stained patches on my back and on my forehead.The

The dream was peculiar, an owl as my teacher and i was in a squirrel school...the form owl...was the wisest of them...her queer/peculiar clothing grabbed the attention of all the squirrels , her blonde feathery locks glimmering under the light.

The obsession of gathering knowledge from the weak squirrels and hoarding it all up.

Every morning sharking me up and down with her beady eyes down the corridor, her painted claws clutching onto her starbucks and heels clicking into the distance as her fat body swaying side to side and the two lovestruck squirrels laughing and cackling at her chubby thighs; the two greasy, beggy best-friend rats throwing deathly glares at her 'curvy' body in jealousy.

As the two greasy rats had an argument with the wise old owl, she stormed away to cry in her office with her other fake friends, and balled her eyes out into mountainous tears while her fish manager comforted her and became her personal manager because she was a loner and had no friends now lol

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Yo thats it ik its crap buh i couldnt care less what u say bai