HEEEY YOU!!

HEY YOU!

Yes you. I have to tell you something REALLY important!

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Just please let me know!

Monday, October 10, 2011

24 Hours Earlier

HEEEEEEYYYYY YO! Not Heyo HEY-YO! Two words...


Anywho...I'm going to post the start of a story, and if you want more TELL ME and I will provide.

24 Hours Earlier

I woke up staring at the celing. My head ached. Slowly, I sat up, waiting for my vision to return. I knew that I was lying in the middle of the room. I also knew that in my right hand was a nice golf putter. It was too dark to know much more.

I know what you're thinking, why are you lying on the ground with a golf club? Well first off it ISN'T a club. It's a putter. Secondly It all started back when the world was made and a little thing called GRAVITY was born. Well that's a part of it at least.

I guess it REALLY all started 24 hours earlier...
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