This is a little story I wrote a couple of months ago that I found on my google docs account. I realise this should probably go into the Writer's Workshop but I didn't want to overshadow everyone else's work so I'm posting it here to spare my fellow authors' feelings ;)
So, without further ado:
There once was a young man named Judas who had an incredibly troublesome snake. It writhed and wriggled, slinking under his sheets while he slept and wrapping around his neck, cutting off
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