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3.The Story
"Why can't Michelle tell you people?" I whined, " She knows the story!" It didn't work, it never does. They all crossed their arms and stared at me. I thought back a little. So I told them, everything, from when I first found Silence asleep in the back of my Nissan pick-up to the time he saved the little boy from the river to the fun we had watching football, he used to bark at the TV when ever I started yelling at it, to all the tricks he could do and finally, to how much I missed him. Amazingly, the tears didn't come. Michelle put her hand on my head and ruffled my hair. "Well," she asked, "Did that help?" I smiled at the hope in her eyes. "Nope but thanks for trying." And with that I rolled over in the bed and fell asleep. ~*~*~*~*~ I cautiously opened one eye, looking to see if anyone new was in my room. Nope. I lifted my head to check my Scooby-Doo alarm clock on my dresser next to my bed. 12:46. I got out of bed, throwing patches to the floor. "Sorry Patchie." I called as she walked out of the room. I threw on a black t-shirt with a skull on the front and a black pair of jeans. I trudged downstairs to find everybody hangin in the living room. "Good afternoon Sleepyhead." Rei said with a chuckle. "Humph." Was all that I could say. I grabbed my silver Rolex and the keys to my pick-up off the bookshelf. "I'm going to Subway, you guys want somethin?" "Meatball Subs!" they screamed back at me in unison. As I got in my pick-up, I noticed a large white box in the back. I raised an eyebrow at it but paid it no mind. After waiting 20 minutes, I finally got the subs. When I returned to my pick-up, the box was toward the back of the bed. "That's funny, when I parked, it was toward the front." I thought a minute, "Oh well."
3.The Story
"Why can't Michelle tell you people?" I whined, " She knows the story!" It didn't work, it never does. They all crossed their arms and stared at me. I thought back a little. So I told them, everything, from when I first found Silence asleep in the back of my Nissan pick-up to the time he saved the little boy from the river to the fun we had watching football, he used to bark at the TV when ever I started yelling at it, to all the tricks he could do and finally, to how much I missed him. Amazingly, the tears didn't come. Michelle put her hand on my head and ruffled my hair. "Well," she asked, "Did that help?" I smiled at the hope in her eyes. "Nope but thanks for trying." And with that I rolled over in the bed and fell asleep. ~*~*~*~*~ I cautiously opened one eye, looking to see if anyone new was in my room. Nope. I lifted my head to check my Scooby-Doo alarm clock on my dresser next to my bed. 12:46. I got out of bed, throwing patches to the floor. "Sorry Patchie." I called as she walked out of the room. I threw on a black t-shirt with a skull on the front and a black pair of jeans. I trudged downstairs to find everybody hangin in the living room. "Good afternoon Sleepyhead." Rei said with a chuckle. "Humph." Was all that I could say. I grabbed my silver Rolex and the keys to my pick-up off the bookshelf. "I'm going to Subway, you guys want somethin?" "Meatball Subs!" they screamed back at me in unison. As I got in my pick-up, I noticed a large white box in the back. I raised an eyebrow at it but paid it no mind. After waiting 20 minutes, I finally got the subs. When I returned to my pick-up, the box was toward the back of the bed. "That's funny, when I parked, it was toward the front." I thought a minute, "Oh well."
