Ding Ding Ding
Finally, it is about time I have had enough of these stupid bar models. Cara is so lucky she is sick.
"Rose, could you bring Cara's homework to her?" Mr. Anderson asked.
"Yeah, sure." replied Rose.
Well, at least I have a reason to go and see Cara, or else mom would not let me because she is all freaked out about getting sick.
Why are there so many cracks in the sidewalk? It is not like someone would be so fat and big that it would start to crack. Rose laughed at the thought of someone so overweight that they cracked the sidewalk. Then she heard a voice she turned around, but no one was in sight. Then she heard it again. It was a bird singing.
"For you anything for you I will die."
It was beautiful.
"Oh, hello I see you can understand me. My name is Melody and you must be Rose," said Melody cheerfully.
"Yes," Rose said, astonished. "That was beautiful."
"Thank you, and yes, you are talking to a bird. You have special powers that lets you talk to plants and animals. I am your mentor. You will learn to use your powers for good. If you want to," replied Melody.
"Yes, I would. But I have so many questions. I do not know where to start," said Rose excitedly.
"Well, I have to go. If you ever need me, just call me," Melody told Rose.
"Wait. Can't you answer my questions?" asked Rose.
"I could, but what is the fun in that, when you can figure it out on your own?" answered Melody as she flew off. Rose was astonished, but pleased. Suddenly, she felt a hand over her mouth and a gun to her head.
"If you make a sound, we will kill you," a man said. "Don't try to do anything clever." Even though Rose could have easily taken out the man with her 6 years of martial arts, she let him tie up her hands.
"What should I do with her?" asked a second man.
"Put her in the back." replied the first man. So, Rose was thrown into the back of a black van.
Rose had a little(lot) bit of diarrhea in the van. It splattered all over the leather walls and it stank terribly.
"What in Sam Hill is that stench?" yelled one of the men. He plugged his nose with his thick fingers.
"I don't know, but it stinks like % #!" screamed the other man. Potty mouth, thought Rose as she aimed her behind and sprayed diarrhea all over his face.
"Blech blech blooooooeeehhhhhh!" screeched Diarrhea Face. He wiped his head on the window, leaving a big, nasty green-brown face print on the window. Rose loved her secret weapon.
"Someone stop the she-devil!" shouted Not Diarrhea Face. He tried to climb over the seats, but he slipped on the slimy diarrhea.
"HELP! SOMEONE HELP!" The men were desperate, and they now were not recognizable with poop juice all over them. They looked like they swam in a chocolate ocean.
Rose giggled and let out a fart that sounded like a bullhorn. The men cried, their eyes watering horribly.
Rose stood up and did a somersault over the seats. She landed on one of the man's stomachs and knocked the wind out of him.
"Oof!" he puffed. "Ay yi yi yi yi yi!" Rose kicked a hole in the car window and somersaulted out. A monsoon of diarrhea came pouring out of the hole. This was unexpected.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Rose tried to run away as fast as she could, but the awful blob was bearing down on her. It swallowed many a passerby, and everyone was dying.
Suddenly, a giant yellow truck appeared. It had a crane attached to it. It scooped up at least a ton of diarrhea and dumped it behind itself. It landed all over Justin Bieber.
"Blech blech bloooooooooeeeeeh!" screamed Justin Bieber. Then everyone died.
The End.