Be Like Me Blobla Novels & Stories

“O-oh, it's nothing. Are you done with your lego?” Blakely pretended to be interested in his lego to distract him from her face which had just made a stupid grin. All this because of the damn Nickson! “I made a robot with claws. It's like a bumble bee, but it has claws." "Wow, this is so cool. We'll show it to your grandma later." "I want to show it to Daddy now. Can I make a video call with him now?” "Wh-what?" asked Blakely nervously. She couldn't possibly call Nickson now after what happened last night. And even Arthur asked for a video call! Oh no, this is bad.

*** I’m in the dark, in a room, I blink once, twice, slowly. in a daze. No… not a room, a cave? I feel the earth beneath my bare feet. Smooth and cold. What...? I look down but I can’t see my body like I’m here but not here. The walls of the cave shimmer a soft light, moonlight. I want to look around, turn around and maybe leave this place but my body is not my own, I go forward instead. I don’t walk, I float toward the light, what is this place?

I stop, trуіng to gеt a sense оf whеrе I аm. I muѕt hаvе run twеntу blосkѕ bу nоw. Barefoot and blееdіng, I knоw I look lіkе a mаdwоmаn, but someone has tо bе аwаkе. Anyone!

Mе: Like a tomato :/ Jоеl: Thаt’ѕ mу girl, I love уоur ѕеxу bluѕh, it turnѕ me оn ѕо bаd. Me: Stор it now!!! Joel: Okау bаbу, but juѕt know уоu’rе mіnе lаtеr. Mе: Looking forward tо it ;) Jоеl: Bye bаbу.

Serves her right for trying to act like she is better than everyone else. "Alright, next time I'm going to buy you a Moana doll." She quickly recovered from her embarrassment. Becca shook her head, "No thank you, I already have all the Moana dolls that I need." She responded and then looked at me an exasperated look, like she couldn't believe she had to be in the same room with Blossom. I knew how she was feeling, same girl, same. Blossom seemed like she was all out of ammo, she sighed and stood up, "What's to eat? I hope you're not serving something basic like hummus"

she snapped, “I need to get back the shop before the boss has my head. Is this about the Bloody Barbies again?” Bloody Barbie was the nickname Maria gave to the murders ever since she’d gotten involved as a suspect. It was an apt name. Each crime scene that had been investigated was painted red with each victim’s blood, and in each one there would be a bloody doll left behind (though, not exactly a Barbie), no less than three feet away from the body.

I respond and take a deep breath, "Uhm, I just want to chat with you. Get to know you better... do you like working for Bloom Beauty?" Coward.

It was a giant, amorphous purple blob with one wing melted into its head. "It's a purple poop!" Luna shrieked, pointing and laughing. Alaric laughed too, a loud, boisterous sound that echoed in my ears like a mockery. "Well, Jean-Pierre, I think you may have found your true calling. Abstract art." They walked out, Luna still giggling and Alaric’s arm protectively near her shoulder. I stood there, holding the tray of purple failure. I looked at the blob. "A purple poop, huh?" I whispered.

"Rest? You have no time for such luxuries. Keep moving, slave!" My heart sank as I realised Alpha Liam would not grant me the respite I desperately desired. Reluctantly, I continued my arduous trek, attempting to evade Stasia's scrutiny. But my efforts were in vain. Stasia, fueled by a mix of malice and curiosity, called out to me, her voice dripping with mockery. "Well, well, if it isn't little Bloom, reduced to a lowly slave. How the mighty have fallen!" I winced, feeling the weight of her words pierce through me. Stasia's friends joined in, their laughter cutting through the air like shards of glass.

" Lea! Lea! became a blea. She pleads and pleads to flee like a bee. She told thee, the key is below the sea. Succumbed by the number three while her soul is stuck for she is in a tree... This is indeed chaos!