Thursday, 10 December 2015

Life As A Lost Sock

I am an old, ripped and sticky sock. One year ago I was brand new and one second later I was sticky and old. I was upset…really...(gulp) a dog! Ahh! I need to run. The dog said “me want sock for dinner.” “Hi, my name is Mr Sock and can you not ruin my video about I’m a lost sock please.” Don’t you dare grab me or I’ll smack you. Smack! How did I miss the dog! You’re horrible!” I said to the dog. The dog finally let me go and I was free and alive!!!

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