Long stories

I have this serious problem where no matter what I begin to write it turns out to be a very long story. I feel like I can write for hours and hours my friend Ben would share tales of great misfortunes as I right this I cannot help but think of a few such as the Higgensburg disaster where all of Higgensburg's mules were slaughtered by Ivans henchmen it was quite cruel but I took revenge and was proud of it! I also cannot help but notice how all my punctuation went right out the door. A funny thing you know, one moment your shaving cows and the next your grinding peas haha

well anyways I really have a problem with writing I seem to sway off topic and just write anything I think of. Such as frank likes those old potatoes we always feed him. But this problem has gotten worse over the fortnight for some reason. I try and try make many attempts to restrain myself from doing these things but no hope. I like tacos and pretzels and eat them daily some would say hourly hahahaha but seriously that's also a large problem. Now let's get right back to discussing my problem right after this short anecdote shall we?

Okay it all started at around nine pm it was stormy but very very warm outside I met an old blind man funny you know how you meet the strangest people at night well this man was anything but strange this is because he was my father!! It turns out that old Shepard gon and ran into some old toxic waste that got into his eyes but then I ask him why are you out here at this time of the day or should I say night? Hahahah well he told me that he had much work to be doing I asked him what kind of work and he answered with only two words words that I will never forget even until the day I cease to be he answered crime fighting as he turned his back to me in a ray of flips he jumped off into the night sky as he take off I cannot help but notice the very red suit I see him wearing I am not sure if I am correct but I think I saw what seems to be read DD on the back f him as he vanished into the night the moral of this story? You may ask? He'll I don't even know what I even said...

My iPhone is beginning to run very low on batteries so long story short I seem o have a problem while writing I know it's hard to tell but even win the most simple of sentences I will accidentally wright much much more than I should have the worst part about it is that i dont even realize it until I am done I ask your guys opinion on the matter it would mean a lot to me if I cups get your guys thought on his dilemma for it has been ruining my life lately I am very frightened about this because I'm ascerd of me because I just do not know when to stop you know writing this down reminds me of a long time ago when I was in school I met a young lad named bill now I slapped bill and made him cry so that Somo bitch got his daddy on me which did not make a difference cuz I made him mah bitch too. thank you all for listening