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It was several days later that Johnny finally came out and told Squee what he had to do. "Squeegee, when I was sent from heaven I was sent with a mission, I was sent here to put you into a good home" he said putting a hand on his shoulder. Todd looked confused "what do you mean?" Johnny sighed, he knew this wasn't going to be easy, "I need to put you in a place where you have a mommy who tells you she loves you, and a daddy that will bring you out to play catch, and to ball games"
Squee giggled "my daddy plays catch with me, but I don't think he's very good, because he always seems to accidentally throw the ball in the road!"
Johnny cringed and stood up, how could a 7-year-old comprehend what he was saying? That's when the idea struck him "ok squeegee just sit down and color while I do something ok?" The little boy nodded. Johnny walked to the telephone and dialed 911. He stopped to wonder why he could touch objects but not people, but that wasn't too important. "Hello 911 what's your emergency"
Johnny put the phone down and reached for the nearest object, a lamp. He lifted the lamp high above his head and threw it across the room. Glass shards flew in all directions. "HELLO!? What's going on! Do you need an officer sent over?" the voice from the phone said.
"Oh no Johnny! What have you done? Now mommy and daddy are going to think I did it!"
"What the hell is going on in here!" Todd's dad stormed in and looked at the broken lamp. "Why you little good for nothing terd! I'll make you eat that lamp!" His father was in rage. Johnny's eye twitched as Todd's father charged towards the shaking boy "I'll teach you respect for other peoples things!" he shouted pulling off his leather belt to whip his son.
Johnny had seen about enough he reached out his hand as to chock the man but only to have his hand pass through his body.
He moved closer to the crying boy. "Oh god what have I done?" he though to himself, the last person in the world he wanted to hurt was him. The father stepped closer raising his belt, but before he could bring it down a mans voice stopped him
"FREZE" he turned around, a tall thin cop with a large beard that resembled that of the Mario brothers.
~Ooooo cliff hanger! Review ~
It was several days later that Johnny finally came out and told Squee what he had to do. "Squeegee, when I was sent from heaven I was sent with a mission, I was sent here to put you into a good home" he said putting a hand on his shoulder. Todd looked confused "what do you mean?" Johnny sighed, he knew this wasn't going to be easy, "I need to put you in a place where you have a mommy who tells you she loves you, and a daddy that will bring you out to play catch, and to ball games"
Squee giggled "my daddy plays catch with me, but I don't think he's very good, because he always seems to accidentally throw the ball in the road!"
Johnny cringed and stood up, how could a 7-year-old comprehend what he was saying? That's when the idea struck him "ok squeegee just sit down and color while I do something ok?" The little boy nodded. Johnny walked to the telephone and dialed 911. He stopped to wonder why he could touch objects but not people, but that wasn't too important. "Hello 911 what's your emergency"
Johnny put the phone down and reached for the nearest object, a lamp. He lifted the lamp high above his head and threw it across the room. Glass shards flew in all directions. "HELLO!? What's going on! Do you need an officer sent over?" the voice from the phone said.
"Oh no Johnny! What have you done? Now mommy and daddy are going to think I did it!"
"What the hell is going on in here!" Todd's dad stormed in and looked at the broken lamp. "Why you little good for nothing terd! I'll make you eat that lamp!" His father was in rage. Johnny's eye twitched as Todd's father charged towards the shaking boy "I'll teach you respect for other peoples things!" he shouted pulling off his leather belt to whip his son.
Johnny had seen about enough he reached out his hand as to chock the man but only to have his hand pass through his body.
He moved closer to the crying boy. "Oh god what have I done?" he though to himself, the last person in the world he wanted to hurt was him. The father stepped closer raising his belt, but before he could bring it down a mans voice stopped him
"FREZE" he turned around, a tall thin cop with a large beard that resembled that of the Mario brothers.
~Ooooo cliff hanger! Review ~