"I dress to kill, but tastefully." -Freddie Mercury
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I've always loved scary movies. They aren't that scary, especially stuff like Friday the 13th and
Nightmare on Elm Street. Okay, Other scary movies freak me out. But not slasher movies.
Anyway, they made a remake of the movie It's Alive, and I thought it was going to be like one
of those crappy remakes. It turns out it was the scariest thing ever. It literally scared the shit out
me. I'm going to have nightmares for months now. I have a handgun under my pillow. Not one
of those airsoft guns, the real type. I got a license from Jimbo, and now I can buy any gun,
except for assault rifles, those I would never get unless there were zombies attacking everyone.
One night, I was sleeping, then I woke up. I saw something on the window. It looked small, so I
got out my gun, and a flashlight (because of the movie Darkness Falls, okay, I'm really scared
of things that aren't normal people with weapons.) I pointed my flashlight at the window, and I
saw it. Someone's ass.
"God damn it!" I said, and opened the window. It was Kenny.
"Why are you here?" I said to a freezing Kenny.
"Hello to you, too." Kenny said, disgruntled.
"So?" I asked Kenny.
"Want to egg people's houses?" said Kenny.
"Sure." I said.
I let Kenny in, because my parents were away. My parents were away most of the time, which
is why people who want to recruit me for midnight egging sessions and TP'ing.
"So, who are we going to egg tonight?" I asked Kenny.
"Who do you think? Cartman." said Kenny.
"Let's go." I said.
"Wait, we have to get Reese. She's the only chance we have to get away with it." Kenny said.
"Well, she is an escape artist." I said. "Okay, get her."
"I can't get her, you always get her." said Kenny.
"Come on, I'm tired." I said.
"Please? I'll brew some coffee for you."
"Fine." I said reluctantly. I walked out into the street.
I walked a block until I saw Reese's house. I climbed up the wall, scaling it (which is pretty
much impossible), until I got to Reese's room. I put my legs through the open window, then the
rest of my body. I felt sleepy, so I laid on the floor. Just 5 minutes of rest, I thought.
I woke up. It was sunny, and Mrs. Brovlosky was nudging me with her foot.
"Oh, you're up. Why are you in my daughter's room?" said the bitch.
"Oh, shit!" I said. I searched around in my pockets. I found a magnum.
"What did you say?" said the bitch.
"Can I just leave? I really have to go. Seriously, Mrs. Brovlosky, please just let me get home."
"Not until you explain what you're doing in my daughter's bedroom." the bitch said
imperitilvey. (imperitilvey isn't a real word, but that's how I'm describing how she spoke.)
"Please, I'll get in big trouble." I said
"You are in big trouble."
"Seriously though, I could go to jail. Did you call the police?"
"Yes, of course I did." the bitch said.
"Oh, shit." I said as I heard the sirens of cop cars.
I got up and ran out of the room. I went into Kyle's room, and jumped out the window.
I landed hard on the ground. Happily, the cops were at the other side of the house. I heard them
coming, so I jumped the fence and got out my gun. I ran fast to my house.
When I got there, I got all the ammo I could find, and got a backpack. I filled it with food that
wouldn't get rotten, the ammo, and big matches. Then I ran to the South Park woods.
That was the season finale! It's a 2 part episode.
I'll try to get a new chapter by Monday.
Happy thanksgiving!!!
