Once upon a time, in a land far far away where there syrup was made from trees. And angry people skated while beating each other up, there was a little girl called sarah....and it was midnight 30 and she couldnt sleep, and so she wondered "why cant i sleep" and she thought and thought
"is my bed uncomfortable" she asked hersefl laying down
No it was not and again she wondered why she couldnt sleep
"maybe im not tired" she thought at once, but almost right away began rubbing her tired eyes
"i know what it is!" she exclaimed! "I need someone to write me a story!"
So she went onto tfs and asked for help, and a man by the name of Stew came and wrote her one and it went something like this:
Once upon a time, in a land far far away where there syrup was made from trees. And angry people skated while beating each other up, there was a little girl called sarah....and it was midnight 30 and she couldnt sleep, and so she wondered "why cant i sleep" and she thought and thought
"is my bed uncomfortable" she asked hersefl laying down
No it was not and again she wondered why she couldnt sleep
"maybe im not tired" she thought at once, but almost right away began rubbing her tired eyes
"i know what it is!" she exclaimed! "I need someone to write me a story!"
So she went onto tfs and asked for help, and a man by the name of Stew came and wrote her one and it went something like this: