Well here is the next story, oh and p.s. try reading it as if someone is reading/reciting a story to you, it will make alot more sense

John’s Fox Chapter 2

“I guess by this point you may be asking yourself ‘Ok, there’s all this weird stuff going on, what’s a normal day like for you?’ Fine I’ll tell you. My normal day starts like this, I wake up, take a shower and head down to a kitchen where a renowned chief cooks my breakfast. To tell you the truth I would rather have a bowl of cereal but, once again my parents don’t understand, ‘why eat some dried wheat and milk when you can have an omelet?’ my mom would ask, my dad would probably go off on some rant about money and how you need to use it so I never bring it up, it would be a waste of time anyways. To tell you the truth, I hate the taste of eggs, but I eat just to keep my parents from bitching at me, they hired this chief who apparently would’ve been working at a top restaurant but, he chose to work here for more money. The chief actually isn’t that snotty of a guy, I kindof like him. He’s a little plum, not too fat like you would imagine and he’s usually friendly, his only flaw is he’s constantly reading weird books. Every time I see him he has a book in his hands, never before have I asked him why he reads all the time, I just figured it was from habit. That day as I was leaving the clubhouse I walked into the kitchen and there he was, as usual, with a book and a grin on his face. I asked him for some water in a bowl and some sliced beef chunks. He gave me a weird look, as I expected, and told me to watch out, all that time in the woods was turning me into a beast. I brushed it off and went to the clubhouse. I had no idea what I was going to find.

I had no idea how badly hurt that fox truly was.”