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Here in yoyle city, everyone was happy, they have recently locked up island stealer #2 and the world was at peace once more. Well, there was a lonely little leaf who hid through the shadows, she was the only sad face on yoyle city. Leafy Barkwood. She spent her time hiding in yoyle bushes and looking at everyone…everyone with friends…not alone, understood, loved… while her? She couldn’t be anymore different.
People called her a menace, a terrible person, someone who deserved to die. And at some point, maybe it was true. Maybe she should’ve just never existed, maybe she wasnt very nice, maybe she didn’t contribute anything to society. Not even her one friend wanted to talk to her anymore. If she couldn’t even give one thing to this world what was the point?
Leafy spun her knife around. What if she…no. Even if she felt worthless and it would probably be the nice thing to do for this world she can’t. She’s too scared. Too much of a coward to actually do it. All those days of suffering, are so much less scary than ending it permanently. No one would bother to recover her, after all, she is just worthless island stealer. A sad, pathetic, not-very-nice, island stealer. Rested on the yoyle ground, leafy stared into the sky. Wondering what to do with her life? No ideas came other than survive and maybe make a friend though she doubted that. Leafy got up and sighed. “Guess i’ll live another day for now” taking her trusty knife with her.