Friday, October 14, 2011

Daily Story 323 - The Boring Mop ate the Yellow Chair

Three young orphans lived in the desert by an oasis that nobody else really knew about. One night, one of the orphans had a dream. She woke up in a panic and woke her siblings to tell them about her horrible nightmare.

"It's all right," said the older one. "Mops don't eat chairs, sissy. Mops don't eat anything."

"I wouldn't be too sure," said the younger one, pointing to the yellow chair nearby. There was a small bite mark on the side of it, and there was a strange line of wooden splinters and yellow paint chips on the mop handle. It looked like the mop was smiling.

"Do we even need this mop anyway?" the older one asked.

"Just for keeping the window open, and we hardly ever do that anymore anyway," the younger said. And so, the next morning, the three orphans went into the nearest town and sold the mop to some guy who was investigating inanimate objects that did strange things. They never had to worry about their yellow chair again.

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