Day 102: How To Crawl At Will

Still I have heard not from that Stumpy Caterpillar. Malissa has forgotten me or is she ignoring? I should doubt that, for what reason could she have to do such a devilishly terrible thing? I hope she is still alive at all, she may be in the otherworld or the in-betweens trying to reach me but unable to turn my filthy head. Oh yeah and I dragged my carcass on the floor, The Grudge style, complete with that awesome groan thing she does. I freaked Lisa, to peeing places. It was all dark too, with only a small, weak light source to enhance the effect... The only thing? Yea, her carpet is the Royalty of Friction. My arms are dead trying too drag my twig-like body across the floor from hell. I need a slipping agent of a sorts, like a roller thing to stay beneath me while I do it. My arms are distraught with agony. How dare you make me write all this stuff while I've been crippled! Never the mind to worry. I will be just as good as new as soon as I can re attach me arr
Ok my left arm just fell off.

The Trees Are Dreaming.