Hi. My name is Iris Spice, and the picture above is of me. I'm trying to give birth to 100 Babies. You've probably read that before. But the thing is, I don't want to have 100 Babies. I've been forced into the challenge. Learn my story here.
This is my husband, Mark Spice. I've known him all my life, and we've been together since we were teens. We got married just before moving here.
This is our...small house. Okay, maybe not small. But we got it cheap.
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It all happened when I was home alone. Mark was at the gym, training because his job requires the athletic skill. I was lighting the fire when...
In a flash of bright light, the Grim Reaper arrived. I screamed, but he said that I could not run. That I must listen.
"Iris Spice, terrible things are going to come to you. You must, I repeat MUST, give birth to 100 children. If you do not, Mark Spice will die."
I couldn't believe it. "No! I won't do what you say! I can't!" I was becoming hysterical.
"You must! Do you want to lose your husband? Death does not lie." I knew I had no choice.
And soon enough, it was done.
And as quickly as he had come, he was gone.
I worried as I began to prepare dinner. I couldn't believe I had done that. But Mark will believe me. Won't he?
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