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          • May 19, 2010 10:15 pm
            So my childrens book got rejected… AGAIN! Its a simple, heart touching story about a young boy whose entire family dies and he is shipped off to a foster family on a farm. Due to extreme loneliness the boy begins to talk too and befriend the farm animals. Then one day after seeing all of his friends, the farm animals, slaughtered, he runs away to a old abandoned house. Its there he tries to tame a family of wild possums. The possums attack him because they are wild, rabid animals. Over the next few hundred pages, the boy slowly dies of rabies, while hallucinating that he is the savior of humanity. I call it, Mr Giggles Finds a Home.

            So my childrens book got rejected… AGAIN!
             Its a simple, heart touching story about a young boy whose entire family dies and he is shipped off to a foster family on a farm. Due to extreme loneliness the boy begins to talk too and befriend the farm animals. Then one day after seeing all of his friends, the farm animals, slaughtered, he runs away to a old abandoned house. Its there he tries to tame a family of wild possums. The possums attack him because they are wild, rabid animals. Over the next few hundred pages, the boy slowly dies of rabies, while hallucinating that he is the savior of humanity.

            I call it, Mr Giggles Finds a Home.

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