For ELA, we had just finished reading "Tell-Tale Heart", and for homework, we were suppose to continue from where it left off. Our teacher said we could be as crazy as we wanted, and so, some of us went a little insane. Even though we do not match Edgar Allen Poe's great goriness, we did think up some pretty crazy stuff. Plus, don't forget to mention OOC. We do have two crossovers, mine and Ser-Claire's. You'll see.....
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Just as the police stealthily closed in on me. I heard the sound of glass shattering. I knew it well, the screeching sound. It caused my ears to feel as if they were going to explode. The one thought that riveted through my head was, who had the audacity to crash through my window?
I looked up to see a man, an immortal creature in the form of a man. In the rays of the sun, his cold, pale skin glittered like a thousand diamonds. Seemingly so, it vexed me. The creature's skin, just like the old man's eye, gave me a feeling of complete unease.
It was then that I conceived the same thought, the same horrible thought. I would have to kill this beautiful, terrifying creature.
"You there," one of the frightened policemen called most vehemently. "What is your business here? What is your name?"
The creature flashed a smile and flipped back his bronze hair. "My name is Edward Cullen, and I came here to... dance!"
The creature, Mr. Cullen, began to flail his arms and legs like the moron he seemed. However, he would never be the object of someone's derision; he was too, what's that word, hot?
Suddenly, a flash of yellow shot in front of me coming from a crevice in the wall. It appeared wrapped around Mr. Cullen's leg. It was... a sponge?
"Oh, Edward," it gasped. "I love you!" The sponge clutched tighter to Mr. Cullen's leg. With my acute sense of sight, I could see every pore in the sponge's body.
Mr. Cullen attempted to stifle a groan. "Spongebob, I love Bella, not you." Mr. Cullen gave Spongebob a hypocritical smile.
This was interesting. Very interesting indeed.
Well, I think I did well. If, however, you're disgusted, move on to the next one. Arianna Elizabeth Jackson's. I like hers.
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