He threw it and threw it, with all he had he couldnt get ride of it. everyday, after school he would go straight to the lake and throw the rock for hours, till his arms felt like noodles. since he couldnt get ride of it, tommy dicided to keep it, like a pet. he named his rock, Jones. Jones was a character alright, always following tommy around. people thought he was weird because he would talk to his pet rock, and declare that his rock talk back at him too. tommy slowly began to loose friends, but that didnt matter to tommy. his parent started to worry about tommy and his pet rock, Jones. Tommy would stay up late and talk to his rock, the rock and the lake was tommys new life.
One day tommy went to the lake to throw his rock again. it was the last throw of the night, tommy chucked it, he heard on plash but then nothing else, he waited for his rock to come back but there was no site. tommy jumped in and started to look for his rock, its now 66 years later, and tommy is still looking for that rock of his, and people are still looking for tommy.
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