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The Days Stranded

By an unknown author

May 3, 2016

Day 1

Stranded, hungry, thirsty, waiting for my brother to get done with his BS practice out in a cornfield where he is practicing. It smells like a cow’s asshole, mixed with vomit. I am recording this on my mac, which is the worst thing that the school could’ve given me (Besides the Tech Toolbox Teacher) and I hate it. I’ve been sitting here for hours now, and now I am about to throw my computer into the manure filled field that is right in front of me, or dig the graves of the dead that are right next to me, and shove the fricken computer in the grave of Steve Jobs mouth and say “Is this what you wanted?” While repeatedly stomping on his face. I hope my mom shows up soon and picks me up from this hellhole.

May 4, 2016

Day 2

Watching my little brother play baseball is like me getting raped by Jared, it’s not fun and I hate it. I miss playing games and binge watching YouTube. I decided to do the Sharpie thing and take a picture of the Sharpie with a flash right next to the markings. It wasn’t fun. It burned my hand, gave me a tan right where the Sharpie was. I look like I just tanned the one spot on my hand. I guess it can be a type of torture when you think about it. Then I started to think about the Pron Bruh.

May 5, 2016

Day 3

Pron Bruh literally saved my life. I luckily had my Alien Ware computer and some data left over. But all I had was a really loud Bluetooth speaker with me. So that’s what I chose, it was the entire baseball team or me. Surprisingly, I also brought my 6 TB SSD with me, which had all my Pron Bruh. So I put the volume at the max and watched my Pron Bruh. I’m surprised that no one stopped me; I guess they wanted to hear it too.

May 12. 2016

Day 10

I’m sorry for not recording anything for a week, but I was too caught up with my Pron Bruh. I’ve survived off of it somehow. But now I grew some bumps on my dik and around my mouth. I think I have Herpes, one of the STDs I have. It feels weird and I don’t like it. But now I have to live with it. But that doesn’t stop me from watching my Pron Bruh. If I live by the Pron Bruh. I die by the Pron Bruh.

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Publication Date: 05-03-2016

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