A Story About Friendship ((and a hippo))

Rofl.

So once upon a time there was a very nice girl. She remembered all the words her friend didn't like and she didn't use them. She stood by people who had hurt her, because that's how loyal she was. She tried to show her real emotions, but most of the time, people just poked her for it. However, she was very respected for not faking happiness. *nods*

Anyway...This girl had a secret friend. It was a hipppo. And the hippo's name was Jo. Jo the Hippo. Sounds like a good name, right? Well, the hippo wasn't very nice to the girl. We'll call her...Tayllllllor. Yes, spelt JUST like that. So anyway. Taylllllor went to the market to get Jo a poptart. and when she got back, Jo yelled at her. Not very nice right?

But because she had so many friends, Taylllllor was ok. Because her friends went and smashed the hippo with a squishy hammer.

The end.

^.^

*gets squishy hammer*

TAYLOR! we're goin' a'huntin'!

The hippo is metaphorical.
i promised a hippo...so we'll say the hippo is symbollic of your problems in general.