My Scary Aftab

My Scary Aftab wanted a stapler that they sometimes eat. It is a fairly curious activity, to my mum, but not to the Aftab, who thought it would be spectacular. You wouldnt have thought, a stapler would be the chosen thing.

My Scary Aftab had a stretchman that they would play with. One might find this to be a fairly surprising suggestion, to many, but not to the Aftab, who expected that the idea was miraculous. You wouldnt have imagined, a stretchman was the thing that was chosen.

My Scary Aftab had a pint of cider that they would often smash. It should have been a fairly strange approach to life, to everybody you know, but not to the Aftab, who considered that this idea was sublime. Honestly, a pint of cider would be the item chosen.

My Scary Aftab desperately craved for a bottle of coke that they would often embrace. This could be considered a fairly astonishing operation, to some, but not to the Aftab, who thinks that it was in fact, breathtaking. You wouldnt have imagined, a bottle of coke is the thing to choose.

My Scary Aftab desperately desired a hat that they would hug. One might consider this to be a new activity, to my dad, but not to the Aftab, who feels that this idea was magnificent. A hat was the item that was opted for.

My Scary Aftab often carried a pencil sharpener that they would often put down their trousers. It might be a fairly extraordinary action, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Aftab, who expected that it was in fact, awe-inspring. A pencil sharpener would be the thing that was chosen.