This story starts in the underworld. The underworld is
awesome. When you are there you see dead relatives and old bands with dead
people, like Nirvana. Nirvana rocks. My
natural habitat is the underworld and its entirety which also includes fetus
One Direction, Emily Bono, hellhounds and Satan. One day, in 1927 at 10:00pm
I, Elsie Abbott, committed suicide due to the death of my pet cat, Mr. James
Callico who died due to his suffocation on my gerbil named Gerard.
It is not much but it sure is a start!
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