Chapter 2

(John's Point Of View)

"There" Lorraine said, putting the quite tick pile of sheets in a folder. "We're done with this memorial epic."

"I still think we should put it on the Pigman's grave." I whispered.

"John!" she scolded me "Everything is planned, you know perfectly why we wrote this for."

Lorraine didn't glare that often, but when she did, you lost all your wishes to argue with her.

I looked down at the table and saw what I had written there three weeks ago, when we started to write the epic. Lorraine said that three weeks to write such a text was really short, but it seemed like forever to me. Next to my message was now an answer.

"YOU'RE SICK!!!"

Yes I am. You can't even imagine how much.

To Be Continued... Keep reviewing k?