by Will Song
As I begin to tell this, my name is Will. I had parents but we were all having sad lives. We didn't have much stuff. To survive, we had to eat tomato soup. I don't like having to cook it myself. I had no siblings. For sleeping, we had to sleep in a type of car. To brush our teeth, we used rosemary. We lived off in nature, like trees.
Back then I used to do work in the grass. We never went to school. To make tomato soup, we had to plant tomatoes. I liked how warm it was. I was so sad for six years. This is the worst life ever.
I wish I had everything. Too bad that I don't. I only have few things. I hate doing work outside. I'd prefer school. But, I'm always bored because I get tired.
It's hard and sad, I went up to my dad and said that I'm sad. I'd keep it private to everybody. Finally, the reason why is because that I got so tired from all of that work.
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