My name is Dahlia.
I forget things A lot. I am always hungry. I am 9 turning ten in March. My other hand is for eating. I get Bad grades. My other hand is for forgetting things. I can’t remember what my friends like to do. I forgot who my friends are. I hate being forgetful. I forgot what foods I don’t like. I forgot if I like to listen to music. I forgot what my favorite color is. I think I visit the park.

Kombat: Hi! What’s your name?

Dahlia: Dahlia. What’s your favorite color?

Kombat: My favorite color is red and black. Black because I love the dark. Red because that’s what I leave behind when I fight.

Dahlia: Oh. What did you say? I forgot.

Kombat: Wow! I said I like black because I love the dark. I like red because that’s the color I leave behind after I fight.

Dahlia: Oh. What’s your favorite color?

Kombat: Never mind. Do you like to go to the movies?

Dahlia: Yes, do you?

Kombat: Yeah, But only when Jackie Chan movies come out. Maybe we could go to the movies one day?

Dahlia: Ok. Let’s go before its too late.

Croc the Raccoon: I’m thirsty
Egg Nog: Well, you’re not gonna drink me!
Croc: Oh, yes I am gonna drink you, you crazy egg nog!
EN: I’m not crazy!
Croc: You might not be crazy, but you’re one big ole nog!
EN: Crazy Croc!
Croc: I might be crazy, but I’ve got you in my hand and am gonna drink you in a minute!
EN: Silly raccoon eggnog is for kids!

Setting: In the Mall
Characters: Kyra and Fashion Police

KYRA: Man look at these clothes. Who are they made by. There made by Gucci.

FASHION POLICE: No, no, no. Put them pants down. You shouldn’t wear that.

KYRA: Why not?

FASHION POLICE: Because you’re not suppose to wear that with that Gucci shirt because leather and Gucci don’t go together.

KYRA: Well, what should I wear with the shirt?

FASHION POLICE: Let me think. You can wear corduroy pants or jeans. My work here is done!

In the year 208XX the world Ersh have been almost positive of aliens being real. People were doing that.
The aliens were planning something.

Aliens: We’re prepared for The Projects.
Alien Jon: He Bob, Joits Junying Fain. (alien words)
Alien Bob: The scientists made me into a giraffe.
Alien Jon: Want some Jub Jud (alien food), ya’ll?

Characters: Black Elf/ Master of Darkness/ Magician of Light/ Master of the Sword of Light
Setting: Island of Darkness/ Island of Light/ Final Destination

Master of the Sword of Light (MOTSOL): Let's head for the Island of Darkness.
Magician of Light (MOL): Be careful though.
MOTSOL: I will and you should help me.
MOL: I'll come with you.
Master of Darkness (MOD): MOL and MOTSOL are fools.
Black Elf (BE): They will die!
MOD: They will once they come.
BE: They can't stand up to our army of darkness!
MOTSOL: I sense darkness! Be careful!
MOL: I will MOTSOL. Spirits come to gather light! Yes spirits come!
MOTSOL: SLASH OF SPIRITS!
MOL: Yes, now it's an army of light!
BE/MOD: NO!
BE: Head for the island of light!
MOTSOL: SLASH OF LIGHT!
MOD/BE: NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
MOD/BE: Yes, Island of light.
MOD/BE: Yes, Island of light is destroy!
MOTSOL/MOL: NOOOOOOO!
MOD/BE: Yesssssssss!
MOD/BE: Muhahahahahahaha!!!!!!!!!!!!
MOTSOL/MOL: Head for the Final Destination!
MOD/BE: Follow them!!!
MOTSOL: SPIRIT SLASH!!!!!!!!
MOTSOL: Yesssss!!! DIE!!!!!!!
MOD/BE: NOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!
MOD/BE: THIS CAN'T BE HAPPENING!!!
The End

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