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I was born a baby boy in a fairly big village. My mother named me Lee and put me by the fire to be raised as a nanny. My babyhood was quite chill and I was eager to grow up and help out.
When I was 3 years old I was told where the farm was and that I’ll be a farmer. The farm looked horrible. Only 3 useable plots of land and no worms in the others. I tried my best to fix it during my childhood but I didn’t have anyone to help me but a popcorn maker who harvested our corn.
When you grew about 14 I walked into the town center to tell the people about our farm crisis just to discover 4 ladies feeding around 9 babies by the fire and toddlers walking around doing nothing but eating. I was horrified because we didn’t even have enough food to support 3 people comfortably. I told the women to stop having babies and that we were starving. They called me a monster and told me to go away. I knew I had to do something about this and that they wouldn’t listen to my warnings so I decided to try a scare tactic. I grabbed a bow and arrow and walked back into the town center. (At this point nobody was farming because the toddlers were clueless and the women felt too important to farm.) I told everyone that if you kept another baby I’d shoot you.
A little boy and a little girl came up to me screaming insults at me for even holding a bow. They said I should farm while they did absolutely nothing.
I ignored them and walked around the fire making sure nobody had more babies. But then a woman came with a baby in hand and a baby following her. I told her to let them starve but she refused to. So I shot her.
Everyone was pissed so I dropped my bow and ran north. I knew I had done the right thing but nobody wanted to listen.
I lived in the bushes for a while until I was around thirty. Then I decided to go home. The first thing I saw was a lot of death. I smirked a bit because I knew I was right. But then I decided to help the new generation out. Because they had done nothing wrong.
I started farming again and soon I met a little boy named Nathan. He couldn’t be older than 5 but I still asked him to marry me. He agreed for some odd reason. He ran away to do something then I never talked to him for about 10 years. Then I met a man who I can’t remember the name of. I decided to marry him as well.
I would always try to get them to fight for my love but it didn’t go to well.
I divorced them both and they married each other.
Then I stalked a little boy named Sam. I told him how lovely he was and how his hair smelled nice everywhere he went. I think it got to his brain and he killed himself.
Then I went crying to my old husbands and one said he hated me and one said he loved me. I ended up making fetish porn with the one who loved me.
Then I died.
This was a weird life. Doesn’t make much sense. But oh whale!
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