100 Word Challenge Week #34


Once there was a microscopic, fire breathing, eagle beaked, big-footed sloth. He stomped on all of the daffodils. People saw all of the fury that boils inside of him because of his hate for cheese. His tail is bright pink with tattoos of cheese all over it. One day, the sloth was stomping on the little dolls he likes playing with, that he didn’t even notice the sprinkled snow all around him. He was so scared that he ran all the way to the ancient bridge. Seconds later he was ran over by a huge truck.

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