MINE name is Bottun

I am an addicted-to-eeting-stiks being. It has been wan date since MINE last confeshun and two dates since I had not eeten sticks.

I feel: "ashamed". Mather had sed "You (it is I Bottuun) kennot not eet sticks. wan you do, you throwned up. You are destroying your helth. It upsets your mather (her) your fother (him) wan you feel sick and wan you make a mess. Kennot you (Bootun) not understand you (battoon) are poisoning your botty?"

I feel lake I wuld lake to live a gud lafe and not make mineself throwned up. However, I had see this dag:
And I had seen so menny nice stick krumbs. MINE mouth sed "EET THEM."

I didn't not think. I just eight. Mather grabbed me but it was too late.

She sed: "he is big and he is different. NOT everybady ken eet wood peeces and sticks such as you kennot."

She was right and I had suffered and thrown them all up agin becawse they are NOT four me.

Todate I have lerned mine lesson and I will NOT eet them. You ken see heer I felt sik.

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