No More Mono

The monkey who is hanging from a tree you see my son, Mono. I am his father, Dave. And my friend DJ is his mother. But DJ is not actually DJ, she is Karen. Me and Karen adopted Mono at African Lion Safari. But, Karen kept running away with Mono. Me, being the mature person in this weird relationship, called a divorce and we asked  the court about who should get custody of Mono. (The court is actually a bunch of 6th graders from another skool who are more mature than us {but to be fair we aren't even mature at all} and the people who worked there and just random people in general)  And in the end, the decision was made. It was obvious though. It was obviously me who got Mono's custody. It was because they knew I had a business. (and I looked like the mom of the child but I'm actually the dad and I don't know people just assume my species) I was happy with my son for 6 (minutes) months but  Karen had to ruin it. She comes out of nowhere, screams like a monkey, grabs Mono, and runs away with him. It took me (an hour) a year to find Mono, but when I did, Karen had the audacity to ask me to if we can get bacc together again (we do) Karen even breaks up with her wife she had at that time, Sally (nobody cares about Sally) And so, life goes on peacefully. But something bad always happens. While me and Karen were hanging out, Anna, Karen's sister, decides to (kidnap) surprise adopt Mono. It took us another 1 year to find him again. And when we did, we became a happy family again. At least we were.

You see, Mono had a really bad childhood that (only Sally) no one deserves. Me and Karen fought alot in front of him. He got kidnapped a couple of times. (His heads been put in someone else's mouth). Point is, he suicided because he thought it was the only way to end his suffering.

And so, Mono Shala Johnson died at 5 pm. He was only 7 (hours) years old. He went through alot though. I'm Dave James Johnson, signing out.