"Larry! Larry!"

The long, blonde hair girl tried to find him, but there was a scream.

"LARRY!" Sam cried.

She bounced quickly, luckily Larry didn't get injured or killed. " thank goodness." she said.

"YOU! YOUNG LADY! STOP RIGHT THERE!" The veggie police roared. "What do you want?" Sam asked, coldly.

Larry was trying to find Bob and Sam. "Bob!" he screamed. "SAM!"

"Ow!"

"Bob!"

Larry find Bob, but not Sam. Bob was scratched by a cat. He was fine.

"We need to find Sam!" Larry said, and they both try to find her.

"Sam, you little brat! " A police roared. Then without doubt, and apathy, he shot her.

Bob and Larry heard the gunshot. "SAM!!!" Larry screamed. "Is Sam ok?" Bob asked.

They finally found her, but she was lying unconious. "Sam!" Larry said, bouncing to her.

She was still alive. but, near death.

"Sam! Sam?" Larry said.

"Larry..." she said weakly.

"What's wrong?" Larry asked her.

"I'm sorry. I just had to save you..." Sam said.

Larry's eyes filled with tears. "It's ok. You're my friend. We'll save you."

"I think...it's time for me to leave..." Sam said, with tears.

"No, don't say that! You're gonna make it!" Larry sobbed.

"Can I say to you and Bob...one more thing...?" Sam asked him.

"Yeah..." He squeaked.

"My name...it's not Sam." she said.

"What?!" Bob exclaimed.

"My actual name...is Theresa." she whispered.

"Why didn't you tell us your actual name is Theresa?" Bob asked her.

"And why did you think of the nickname 'Sam?'" Larry asked.

"Because...I thought my real name is uncool. I...thought the name 'Theresa' is stupid." Theresa said. "I thought the nickname 'Sam' would be more suitable."

"We don't think the name 'Theresa' is uncool." Larry said. "You could always say that."

"Thank you..." Theresa whispered. " Larry, even if I die...I wanted to let you know...that I am forever your debt. I'll never forget...about..." After that, she was Dead.

Sad music played.

"Theresa? Theresa! THERESA! THERESA!!! " Larry cried in tears.

Bob was sad as well. "I'm sorry, Larry. But, I think she...she died."

Larry was sobbing. Hugging, Bob. Bob shed a few tears as well. The rain was pouring, and her hair was soaked left in the rain.

"Theresa..." Bob said, as he looked at her corpse. "She was a really good friend!" Larry cried.

Then Larry was left crying on Bob's shoulder, while Theresa was left, drenched.