Miguel's Story (By Popular Demand)

Editor's note: We have heard the public outcry and decided to publish Miguel's original story. We wish to note that the views reflected herein are not neccessarily the views of Refugee Arts or its affiliates.

The Apple and the Pear

by Miguel

There was an apple named Ian, and this apple was always picking on a pear named Ruthy.

"You are long and wierd shaped hahaha."

"Stop making fun of me," said Ruthy.

"No, I won't, you freak," said Ian

The next day a big storm came with winds going at 200 mph, and the fruits started running like crazy. OH NO HIDE OR IT'S THE END!

But Ian was going for a hat trick and locked the tree house doors.

All the fruits banged and banged to no prevail. The wind came took all the fruits away. When he opened the door they were all gone.

"Like OMG this is so cool," said pear (Ruthy) and the rest they were being made into food while the apple Ian stayed alone and rotted without being eaten.

Oh yeah Ian had a twin bro named Ian and got married with Ruthy and started a bully awareness club. The end.