Once upon a time

Once upon a time there was a girl with a cold. She refused to believe she had a cold.  Her coworker sent her home. But before she got home she had to stop for paintbrushes. After all it was activity night and she couldn't let the girls go without. While she was at the local Michael's she realized she hadn't been in there since January. That had to be some sort of record. After she got the brushes she headed home. Now the girl knew she was gonna die because no person had ever had this much goo in their life. The girl took many medicines that promised cure of the goo. She believed those medicines would work. She was determined to make it to activity night. Eventually she realized it wasn't going to happen. The girl went to bed. Her belief In those medicines did not waver. She found out activity night was a success without her. The next morning she went to work Because she had a meeting that she felt she had to be at. She went to the meeting and found out she didn't need to be there for it. The girl came home that evening exhausted but she had less goo. Knowing that that magical medicine would continue to heal her she even took cough syrup. ** The actual story ends here. But the girl knows what is going to happen. After she took her cough medicine and went to bed she woke up feeling so much better and ready for the weekend. It was a sunny beautiful weekend with lots of adventures and not an ounce of goo.