The story of blu

(This is the story of blu. the tacky duck.)
A truly inspiring story..-by "Critics of 'Real Lies' "

I have no recollection of how I was created. Perhaps, it was block by block, blutack by blutack, that formed my blue and white body. I don't know why my neck is short, and my wings have been cut to look more like wings. I don't know how i see, when my eyes are just two tiny holes. 

I don't know why I was formed like that, but what I do know is that my face is born naturally happy. even if it is a little creepy. My beak has always been shaped, as far as I can remember, into a smile. And that whatever force comes down on me, even if I am squished by palms, or poked by pens, I will always be smiling. For that was what I was born to do. Thats what all of us are born to do. I believe that all of us are here to smile :D.

-Sincerely,
Blu the tacky duck. (^^)<
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