I dont think my previous one was too good o_O;. I hope this one is a bit better. Remember, I write as a go.
My eyes were heavy. My stomach was in pain. I woke up. I needed to throw up. My stomach was doing summersaults.
Me [in thought]: Stupid guy. . . Note to self, never go to a party, epsecially with a guy you dont know. I could swear, if I ever see that guy again, I’ll kill him, unless of course– he’s already dead -_-.
Remember, it’s from L.T.’s point of view. Eh time for me to fess up on my confessions here. People think I’m a very good writer because My Side of a Maple Romance Story 1 was my frist blog and was very good. But ><” this is where is gets a bit stupid. I am actually sushiXchris with my first stupid stories. I had to change the subject, because it didnt match me. i couldnt go on with my bandit stories. SO SORRY ;_; but yeah, truth is, i started as a stupid writer. (sigh) yes, i AM sushiXchris. I just wanted to restart– because it was the wrtier’s block was killing me because I had more “important” things on my mind. So my romance stories are NOT my first blogs. Yeah I DID give klc130794 permission to all you people who doubt it. Here goes.
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You guys, klc130794 is telling me that people are sending him flame emails because of the Spoof’s he’s made of my stories. I gave him permission. I REPEAT, I GAVE HIM PERMISSION. Don’t flame him anymore please. I find his stories humorous XD. Thanks. I did give him permission.
~* JF *~
Well, this is the second season of My Side of a Maple Romance Story!
*Review of Last Season*
Chris died (Short summary isnt it o_O;)
It will now be from Lil Turtle’s point of view.
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I gave a long deep sigh. It’s been a month since we’ve been rescued from the island. I sat in my new home in Henesys. I was on my bed still thinking. I remembered his smile, his laugh, everything. I looked at teh sack of stars on my desk. They were Chris’s. Before he was killed, he told me to keep them. I walked over to my desk and opened up the sack. I took an Ilbi out. I saw my reflection in the shiny metal. I remembered the adventures we had. They werent many, but they were great. I remember meeting Chris, and giving him a random kiss on the cheek. I remember him being jealous of the Speraman and his love for me. Tears were coming out of my eyes, and I remembered these moments. Right before he died, he told me to get another boyfriend, because he was too wild for me. I told him I wouldnt, because I loved him very much. I have received many letters from the Spearman, and asking me to be his girlfriend. I burned these letters right away. I threw them in my fireplace. I didnt want a new boyfriend. I wanted Chris alive again.
O-M-G! I’m back. I just got back from a weekend of playing MS. (sigh) I have received not 40, not 50, not 60, not 75, but over 80 emails to keep on writing! I am going to end this season of My Side of a Maple Romance Story. Yeah, SEASON. I will keep on writing stories however. Here goes the “season finish.”
I twitched and awoke. I had no shirt on and was not cold. I had about 3 blankets on top of me, and a few on my back to make bedding. I got up and put on my sauna robe. I walked out of the small lodging to hear a whispered conversation.
Yup, This is the next one. I hope you guys like it as much as from Chris’s point of view. Here it is, still from Lil Turtle’s point of view.
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I sat down, breathing heavily. I sat down on the grass, and when a Mushroom approached me, I launched a Holy Arrow. Just then, that guild member (that reminded me of Chris) stepped out from a bush.
Yeah, I stopped the story in the middle, for suspense 
here goes, (it’s probably not as good as you wanted it to be xD)<– screenies are irrelevant, just ss of me =]
. . . I pulled out a black sack. I untied the chord that was binding it together. All at once Jr Chronos started flying up towards the flaming parts. I released 2 more sacks, and most of the thign released were Jr Chronos. The Chronos jumped and blocked the shots.
Hey all. I know you guys weren’t pleased with my previous story (10). Heck, neither was I. I got some requests wanting me to do “this” and “that”. I tried to mix em up to please everyone, but it ended up one big mess. I hope this one is better >w<
I awoke and grabbed my pouch of stars.
Voice: Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeelp me!!!
Me: Ooof!!
Well! I have received many of the following:
-PMs from readers who want more
-Comments and PMs Regarding the name Jesus Freak
Well, I’m glad to hear that people enjoy my stories. Also, Jesus Freak—some people think that is OFFENSIVE to Christians. It isn’t, because I myself am a Christian. “Jesus Freak” isn’t a phrase we use on everyday terms, so I will my explanation brief and short. Jesus Freak doesn’t mean, “Jesus is a freak.” It means that I’m proud of Jesus’s love. Now that that’s cleared up, here goes my story!
Here goes another one. ENJOY!
The Spearman got up and punched my across the face, the stab had missed. Sam stood up and picked up his Kage.
Sam: If my skills wouldn’t blast this ship clear outta the sky, I would’ve killed you by now, fool!
Me: Sam, chill. It’s ok. I beat him last time. Simpler this time. I know how to beat him up.
Lil Turtle: Chris—don’t do this again. Please.
Spearman [snickering]: Heh, still with him, eh?