THE FLY STORY! ^_^
		ONCE upon a time.... There was a little girl named the Ditz. She was standing in her room one day with the window open. It was INSUFFERABLY hot that day, but there was no screen on the stupid window. She was in the middle of playing col legno on the Mable Creek piece she would be playing on Friday when ALL OF A SUDDEN a MONSTROUS FLY FLEW INTO THE FREAKIN WINDOW. It was EXTREMELY large... you know, for a fly. About 3 centimeters long. The Ditz is, as you know (or don't), is PETRIFIED of bugs that fly. She thinks that wings give them an UNFAIR advantage. The Ditz was so scared that she grabbed her violin and attempted to run out of the room. Attempted being the key word here. She tripped over the TV that was lying in the middle of the floor (don't ask) and fell on her butt. Picking herself up, The Ditz once again ran out of the room and just sat on the couch, trembling with fear on the couch. She layed her violin down and bravely stood up. She was about to go into her room again- to get her music so she could practice the stupid col legno. She dashed into her room once more, but the DAMN fly swooped around her head and she (with out music) once again ran out of the room and in the process of doing so, ran into a chair and an ironing board. This time, unfortunately, the fly FOLLOWED her and was in the kitchen sitting on the cabinet with it's disgusting creepy feeler leg thingies. She knew the only way to save herself was the fly swatter. But unfortunately- she would have to CROSS the kitchen- WHERE THE FLY WAS- and would have to dig through the pantry. That would give the fly long enough time to disappear and plot another way to attack. So- The Ditz slooooooooowly inched her way across the kitchen, keeping her back to the wall and keeping her eyes on the nasty thing. She reached the pantry after what seemed like an eternity, and dug under all the paper and boxes of macaroni and cheese for the fly swatter. She finally found the fly swatter and lunged at the fly. *SWACK* "Eeeeeew." The Ditz said as the nasty, now mangled fly lay on the floor twitching. The very first thing she did was flush the sucker. Then she closed her window and vowed never to open it again when the screen was broken. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ CLICK TO GO BACK