"Welcome to your death. You shall die in at least 6 minutes. Step in? Yes." Sam threw me into a closet, and locked the door. She was saying that "death" stuff. She would be able to do all KINDS of things with Carly and Spencer on vacation. She dragged me to Carly's apartment earlier that day. At first she pretended being nice to me. Maybe TOO nice. It freaked me out. While being freaked out, she trapped me in the closet.
"Get me out!" I yelled, banging on the door.
"No chance." Sam replied. I banged on the door so hard it broke open.
"I….how…." Sam stuttered. She ran. Weird.
"Super Freddie is gonna get you, Evil Sam." I said.
"Evil Sam is gonna drop meatballs on you." Sam's voice from upstairs said. Suddenly, meatballs fell, hitting me. I fell into a lamp, a steel one. Spencer made it. It weighed at least 1,000 pounds. The lamp's fall hit the floor, breaking it.. I fell through the hole, into a bed in the basement. Perfectly on the bed. Sam planned that out, I bet. Sam walked in, throwing more meatballs. Until Lewbert came in.
"STOP THROWING MEATBALLS AT NERD KIDS! He yelled at Sam. Sigh. This was going to be a LOOOOOOOOOONG week.
