Once upon a time there lived a happy and cute little animal named Poofsta. Poofsta’s small furry little body happily pranced through the happy colorful field of flowers. The pretty bright blue sky held up happy fluffy clouds high above Poofsta’s cute little head. The happy flowers swayed to the happy gentile wind of the nice wide-open plane. Lovely. Poofsta bound along, with his family not far, and to his left was his best friend Sooshla. They all happily pranced in a mindless bliss together. They found a comfortable happy place and they all stopped to relax. A pretty violate flower caught Poofsta’s vision. The happy flower greeted him “hello.” Suddenly the earth cracked and split open. The violate flower fell into the darkness of the crack. The split began to fill with lava. Poofsta backed away. The earth’s wound exploded with hot magma. Satan’s skinless body leaped out and slammed onto the hard soil in front of Sooshla. The sky turned black and the clouds withered out of existence. Flames incinerated the flowers and reduced them to a depressing ash. Large slabs of stone rained upon Poofsta’s family. The family scattered in a panic as the stones killed them one by one. Satan grabbed Sooshla, bit her head off and with his massive arm threw the limp body through the air. When it hit the ground all Sooshla’s insides fell out. Demons swarmed Poofsta’s family and killed everyone of them in the most horrible and graphic ways. Demons and tall flames all grew closer; Poofsta’s was helplessly trapped. Poofsta’s eyes melted out of their sockets and gargling blood poured out. It’s little body quivered as it burned. Poofsta lied paralyzed with half way cooked tissue in its hind legs. Satan picked up Poofsta and rested the suffering creature in his palm. Satan sang “He’s got the whole world in his hands.” Then he quickly snapped his hand tight and crushed the red liquid life out of its body. It was all so lovely.
THE END
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