Hello!
Guess What?
What?
I got a laptop! So know I am writing this on the laptop! Wow, these keys are pretty. Oh ha, what does it look like you ask?
It’s rose gold and the keys are white! It’s an HP So I’m still figuring it out! Oooh! Now I can receive notifications for email! Be right back!
Done! What else can I do? Maybe I can add Grammarly! Ooh. But I don’t know how to do that.
One thing is for sure, I’m gonna do school on this. In my robe! (I hope)
Maybe I can write stories..
Once-
What in the world? I zoomed in. How do I zoom out?
Once in magical land, there was a wealthy troll who wanted revenge on the Cows. Because they stomped on his house oh so long ago. Little did he know the cows were planning a revenge on him. Turns out, the troll made a tunnel under his house, and his house caved in.
So they went to war. It was called,
‘The war of cow and troll.’
Actually, the trolls didn’t like that name. They called it:
‘The war of troll and cow.’
Not much different, but they liked it. The trolls decided it was time for the cows to stop building houses on there territory. And the cows had enough of….. Actually the house stomping was an accident, but he never said sorry. So they went to war.
The trolls had mud bombs.
They cows had horns.
After the trolls had seen there weapons, they decided to, uh, take an intermission. They decided that the horns had to go. So they called apon a wizard and the wizard said,
“No need to fight.”
So they came up with another plan. Spies. All the trolls had to do was….. um….Β They didn’t know. Meanwhile at the battle field, spiders were migrating to the south, which ran right past the battlefield. The cows were scared. They ran away from the battle field vowing to never return. The trolls were still making up a way to get rid of there horns. Finally they decided to put a mattress on them so that way the cow couldn’t use them. when the trolls returned, they saw no cows in sight, only a note that said:
Dear Trolls,
We have ran away from the battlefield because….. Of the spiders that have taken over. We surrender. Let us sign a peace treaty. I will never come to your territory ever again. If you need to for any reason please send a letter. And get a passport to maybe.
Sincerely,
Da cows
So all the trolls signed and sent it back to the cows. The leaders of The Cows And The Leader Of The Trolls (Aka, Brian & Jim) signed the last form of agreement. All the trolls had to get passports. And all the cows had to watch were they step. Then after years, and years of getting over the war, they decided to help each other. The trolls dug holes for the cows, and they dug streams. And helped to build roads. In return the cow gave them the things they farmed.Β Carrots, beets, pumpkins, Tomatoes, green beans, grapes, lemons, oranges, and of coarse, some lavender. The trolls and cows lived happily ever after .
The End.
Wow, um, that was weird. Like, REALLY Weird.
Anyway, if you have any ideas on what to do with a laptop, let me know!
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