Yes, I also write stupid little stories. Haha, enjoy. (:

Once upon a time there was a yellow lemur. His name was a Dave. Dave was a yellow lemur. He was a redundant little fellow, he was. Always repeating himself to make sure he was understood. He hated being misunderstood. Dave was not a blue lemur… Unfortunately, even though Dave was yellow, not blue, he felt blue. Dave was the only yellow lemur around. He did not enjoy being the only yellow lemur. And now, at that, a blue-yellow lemur. Since Dave was a blue-yellow lemur, the colors mixed… This mixing of colors made a new color; blellow (also known to some people as green.) Dave, the blellow lemur, was especially sad. It was hard enough being the only yellow lemur, the only blue-yellow lemur… but now he was the only blellow lemur… Dave was moping around in the green grass, where no one could see him, since he was a blellow lemur. Dave wondered to the Purple flowers. Dave loved the purple flowers, but today, something seemed off. The purple flowers seemed to be leaking… WHAM! Out popped a purple lemur. “Whoa!” exclaimed Dave, “You’re a purple lemur!” The purple lemur frowned and started sobbing. “Wait, what’s wrong?” Dave asked disappointed. The purple lemur replied, “I’m not purple. I’m Blueed.” Dave smiled… “Oh, so you’re like me? I was a yellow lemur.” The blueed lemur looked puzzled, “But you’re green.” Dave frowned, “No, I’m blellow.” The blueed lemur smile, “I am like you!” Suddenly Dave was yellow again and the blueed lemur was red, not at all blue. Out of no where a gray lemur walked up. The other two lemurs stared confused, what was this lemurs problem? The gray lemur crept closer. Dave and Blimmit (the red lemur) stood still curiously. The gray lemur let out a drastic sigh and went to sleep. Dave and Blimmit were flustered. They had been taken off guard by the oddity of this lemur’s actions. Blimmit poked at the gray lemur. Dave shrieked, “What are you doing?!” Blimmit stared in disbelief. “It’s dead.” Dave shifted his gaze… Dave poked at the gray lemur. “Boo!” screamed the gray lemur. Blimmit fell over laughing as Dave shrieked and hid behind an indigo lemur. Chivalry, the gray lemur, smiled mischievously at Dave. Violet, the indigo lemur, lept away from Dave… Dave’s head spun in confusion. Where had all these other lemurs come from? Blimmit and Violet ran circles around Chivalry as he tried to get Dave to speak. “Dave, wake up. Dave… sorry for hitting you with that iron…” Dave woke up from his dream and stared at his friends. “You guys needs help.” His friends stared at eachoter confused and decided to move on like they did every other time Dave took a nap after watching Syfy. The End.

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About Robin Elizabeth

My name is Robin Elizabeth and I'm 21. I do not create with my own ability, but with the gift God has given me.

4 responses »

  1. Jingle says:

    brave write.

  2. Jingle says:

    http://jingleyanqiu.wordpress.com/2010/09/22/thursday-poets-rally-week-29-sept-23-29/

    hello, friend:

    I invite you to Attend Thursday Poets Rally Week 29, linking in a poem by commenting,

    Happy Thursday!

  3. weighty says:

    gonna send this to my mom

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