Novel & Cerita Friend The Sheep

◇DON POV◇ Months are passing like days, when we felt everything and we are happy, that's when troubles started adding one by one, liam gone crazy did a crazy act, which brought differences in our friendship and lamb lost her friend no matter how hard I try to make her happy, she is getting depressed continuously, I don't know how to make this girl alright, I'm feeling like I'm dying every second while watching her like this, I want her to be like before

"You mean your bully had to request you to befriend her childhood friend because she liked you. Hahaha. Oh. My. God. If this is not retribution. Then I don't know what could be." She was much more on the healthier side than me, but thanks to her sharp features that made her look feminine and adorable even with the way she was laughing like a crazy man. I honestly didn't know why she considered the bully to be a girl. But I would keep it that way. We were not allowed to stay anywhere near a guy. "Haha hahaha." Tears dripped from her eyes as she clutched her stomach to stop herself from rolling on the ground. "It's not funny. I am stressed Here. I don't want to betray her or lie to her in any

It was an instant wipeout! "Phew, all done! I gotta admit I was feeling a little nervous at the start but you kinda get desensitized to the whole thing after the first kill," said Sheila with a huge grin while dusting off her hands. "Yay! We won! But we still gotta figure out a way to get these sheep off the road," said Diane ruefully as she stared at the herd. "Oh my god, I was nearly scared out of my wits just then," cried Felicia. She still could not help but shudder when she recalled how close they were to death. "By the way, when did the two of you become so good at fighting?"

River shouts from across the field, where one of the sheep has decided that the vegetable patch is its new home. “I’m coming!” I yell back. The second sheep makes a sharp turn, nearly colliding with me before darting away again, absolutely determined to make this as difficult as possible. “Why are they so fast?” Rain groans somewhere behind me, still half-covered in mud. “Because you’re slow,” Sienna calls back, not even looking up from her recording. One of the sheep—a particularly aggressive-looking one with horns, I’d name that one Lucifer—decides to test the fence integrity by ramming it repeatedly with its head.