Absolutely! Here’s a w*****d-style chapter rewrite of your Toby story, formatted with bold, italics, and proper indentation for that serialized, immersive vibe:
Chapter 3: Toby – The Best Friend I Never Saw Coming
I met my best friend Toby in 3rd grade, back when life was still simple enough to be fueled by sugar, recess, and an overconfidence in your own immortality.
We just clicked — like two socially awkward puzzle pieces finally realizing they fit because nobody else wanted them. He was obsessed with Power Rangers; I was loyal to Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles like it was a religion. Naturally, we declared we were basically the same person.
He was dorky as hell — the kind of kid who wore light-up sneakers like they were a fashion statement — but somehow, that was part of the charm.
