The Replacement

I'm afraid I have some very extremely terrifying news. Yesterday someone on Kaboose asked how old I was, and that sent me into an uncontrollable rage, lashing out at the ones I love and screaming like a banshee whose banana started peeling - and even when I got out of my quiet time, I got even angrier and started crying.

Fortunately, I've deleted Kaboose from the face of the Earth forever, and what have I replaced it with?

Mixboard. For you see, patience has its rewards - going through everything such as getting used to newer He Man and watching live action classics made by Ragdoll has given me a reward. Mixboard - the reward. So, Noddy, what have you got to say to the people out there viewing this post?

"YOU MUST NOT WORRY!"

Because all this time I have been worrying endlessly to my tummy about stories. But now, it doesn't matter. What does now? I think I know - visual image boards, Pinterest and blogging. Anything creative outside of writing. 

So kids, don't you dare go onto any forum or chat app - someone might ask you how old you are, and if they do, delete it forever and forget about it. And if I think about writing stories again, remember:

"YOU MUST NOT WORRY!"

Thanks, Noddy.