Name: Cry Reads: I was a Library Experimentation
Uploaded: 2018-03-24T13:45:42.000Z
Duration: 4 min 27 s
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I made a bot to read the top 100 stories on Reddit No Sleep and then forced it to write its own.

It all started when I was boozed and discussing accounts cases with Jack.

Olivia was a co-worker and he was riding her. The clown licked me and watched as we went away.

"What is that?" He said glancing at it. "Oh god, That's my grandson," I explained.

With a smile and a few flashlights I tried to tell him about the two crazy guys upstairs.

I began investigating outside, but Olivia morphed towards me.

And, before I could speak, Dr. Waffles grabbed my face and began to unravel it.

"Come on," they said, "that was definitely not cool."

I turned towards the floor as I thought about the weather

Gesturing towards it, he smiled brightly and then flicked my heart monitor.

Olivia wept by the walls and she died with a look of nauseating desperation on her feet.

50,000 small wooden children appeared in the kitchen.

"What is happening?" Emily asked. Emily was my neighbor and she had come from the ceiling.

"I don't really have a life," I replied. She got pregnant and then looked around the room.

I think it's an illustration of a gruesome scene in Alabama.

In the middle of the night, I was surprised to find that our local radio station was still up and running.

They were saying that everyone with a pig was gonna hurt very badly because the pigs are floating outside with a bio-luminescent glow.

There were many megawatts of corpse pig screaming epic threats at me.

The next thing I could see was a lot of sleepless ghost therapists involved in a car accident.

I began to sprint toward the smell of rotting pumpkin when the clown pryed in my ear and suddenly dropped his cigarette.

"Why are you using my radio?" he grumbled.

I said. There was nothing more sentimental to do.

Something absurdly troubling squeezed by her seventeen thousand and six children

Forty three months later, I was halfway to the library when a

large sycamore tree with bad sweaty nostrils shut off my path.

"I suppose it would take some years," the tree said.

I didn't want to talk for that long so I dove right in the door and entered a room.

Eventually I could recognize it was a library.

gggggggggggggggggrrrrrrrrrrrrrraaaaaaaauuuuuughhhh

Tentacle tongues smashed towards me in a mass.

I tried to protest and tumble backwards, but

The police arrived later and said something along the lines of "what is happening?".

Fearful and secretly enjoying it, I tried to shout to the library, but the library dismissed me.

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Cry Reads: I was a Library Experimentation

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