The Tale of Deffaldiliapontmechsaliskotspontsal

There once was a person with a problem. The problem was so terrible that she needed serious help. This problem was her name, it was a terrible name, and needed to be changed!

It all started years ago, in a hospital much like any other. A child was born to Mr. and Mrs. Klopskist. They were so happy when they first spotted their daughter, and knew at once that they were going to name her Deffaldiliapontmechsaliskotspontsal.

Apparently her parents didn’t know that this name would give her such torment as she grew up. All the kids just loved to tease her about it. Like whenever she made a Facebook status message everybody would comment. The problem with that is that they would never comment on what she was doing. All they did was mock the absurdity of her name.

One day she just couldn’t take it anymore, so she went searching for a solution. She heard rumors about a fairy, who had the power to go back in time. The fairy would then use this power to get parents to pick different names for their children. This seemed so perfect to Deffaldiliapontmechsaliskotspontsal. It was a chance she had been waiting for all her life, so she did research on the fairy. After hours of being on the internet and looking from book to book, she finally found what she was looking for. The fairy lived out in the mountains on the outskirts of the town.

That weekend she got up really early and packed a sack full of food and other supplies. Then she told her parents that she was going on a day hike, and she left out the door. At the bus stop she waited in excitement. This would be a day that would change her life! No longer would she be Deffaldiliapontmechsaliskotspontsal Klopskist. When the bus finally came, she got on and rode it for 42 and a half minutes before finally arriving on the outskirts of town.

She climbed the mountain for two and a half hours before reaching the peak. When she got there she found a house, and she knew it was the one that she had been looking for. She knocked on the door, and out came an elderly hermit. The sight of an old man instead of a flying pixie like creature startled her, but she had come this far and wasn’t ready to give up yet. She asked him where the magical name changing fairy was, and he just looked at her and screamed “Not This Again! There is no such thing as a name changing fairy! All you kids keep coming up here for me to fix your problems, so I’ll tell you what I tell the rest of them! Just get a nickname!” He then slammed the door in her face. She felt really stupid for not thinking of that on her own. She soon decided on the nickname Deffa, and that is what she went by from then on.


The End!!