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Crybaby Carla


Crybaby Carla

 

Carla: WaHHHHH wah!

Darla: Why do you cry? You're giving me stress.

Carla: Like crying isn’t a curse or a bless

Darla: Stop crying! If you cry and do not dry you can

probably die. Your eyes will maybe fall out from your thigh.           Carla: NOO wAH Ha!

Darla: Well Here's my warning if you cry more

in the morning and wake me up the eye monsters   

will come and take your eyes because he adores em.

In the morning Carla cried because she was scared.

       She woke up her mom and the mom prepared

to Cover her ears

Carla: Wah waH WAh

The monster came pulled her eyes out the put

Them to its snout and then sticked them to

his body which was full of dozens of eyes

Then she dies of blindness this is not pretend so

THE END

 

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