Hokoed on Phnoics

I hvae an addcition. I cna't hlep it.



Yes, I'ev been staeling Matty Rj's Hokoed on Phnoics becuase I hvae a prolbem wiht raeding and wirting. Dlysexai is a disaese, yuo konw.

Tyr as I mya, I jsut cna't kcik teh hbait. I need Hokoed on Phnoics! I treid ohter tihngs: laerning my CBA's, falsh crads, pertending I'm a frogiener. Ntohing hleps.

Btu waht's wrose is taht I hvae a pschyopath insdie my slihgtly-dibsabled mnid.


"Yuo konw yuo wnat to use it!" Slyar mcoks me.

"On! Nevre!" I shuot bcak, frihgtening teh poeple aruond me.

"Yuo msut! Yuo're a pahtetic, oervwiehgt lsoer woh cna't splel. Yuo need Hokoed on Phnoics!"

"OoOoOocooOoOOOOOn!"

Slyar cotnineud as no-lookers ran awya form me, "Yuo tihnk Ryo teh Wtaer Clooer Gyu can splel?"

I thuoght abuot taht and siad, "Wlel...atcually he porbalby cna't."

"Ture," Slyar amditted. "Btu he has lokos! He deosn't need brians!"

Adn so I gvae in to Slyar's tmeptatoin. I sunck itno Matty Rj's room adn garbbed his Hokoed on Phnoics.

"C-A-T," I repaeted. "Cta."

I ma ahsamed.