
one sunny day, at the land of the frogs, there named a hyperactive creature named mr. froggy.. he was living peacefully in that paradise, jumping, croaking and eating insects like an innocent child who feasts on yummy-looking candies.
he loved his comrades as much as he was loved by them. but then as he was hopping into a silent pond, he was surprised by a big thing that grasped his whole body. he couldn't let go. he can't get away. he fainted. little did mr. froggy new what's in store for him.
he woke up. he was in a cage. (a plastic basket). he was with another frog that he knew by sight. he was from the nearby pond. they talked.
"i'm mr. froggy"
"i'm ms. froggy" the other one said.
"why are we here?" mr. froggy asked.
"i do not know, i just fainted and last thing i knew, i was here." ms. froggy replied.
"that's exactly what happened to me." mr. froggy exclaimed.
they talked for hours. they woke up the next morning. they were in a garden. they thought they would be put in a new shelter. a better shelter. but they were wrong. really really wrong.
one person brought the basket.
"hey, where is he going to take us?" ms. froggy asked.
"i do not even have the slightest idea" mr. froggy answered.
the person put the basket into a tiled table. the 2 frogs didn't know the morbid fate that's in store for them. they fell quiet and last thing they knew they were separated and someone was forcing them to breathe a toxi chemical.
they gasped before they fainted, "no!!!!"
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unfortunately mr. froggy fell into our hands. unlucky him. if he didn't fall on our hands he would not have suffered a gross death. we couldn't just stop being cruel. we scooped out the internal organs. one classmate punctured the lungs and i cut the bones. i did not remember who hurt his eye. all i knew is that i do not want to be a frog in my next life. i'm sorry for mr. froggy. i was or we were hired to kill him. we are called the frog termination force. there goes the pic.



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