OwO yay

A Contest would be nice

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Good job! I could never draw that good

thered at the loud call for help. They all stared at me. Then they all started shouting. “OUTCAST!” “DIE!” “YOU’LL NEVER GET FOOD!” “YOU’LL NEVER GET SHELTER!” “DEATH TO YOU!!!” Then the head maid appeared, turning her hands into fists. “YOU AGAIN!” She said in a raging state of anger. “NOW I WILL FINALLY KILL YOU!!!” “NOW YOU WILL FINALLY DIE!” She said angrily. Then she ran furiously at me, knocking me off the rooftop. “This is it”. I thought. “They finally killed me”. My last memory was me perishing in the alleyway I once called home. My skull was pouring out blood, and it seemed all of my bones were broken.