Mush's POV
I was getting a little scared of this game. So far I didn't like the tings people had said and/or revealed about what either was going to happen or happened already.
I hope Spot is the last one we do. I'm getting tired of sitting down and jumping every time someone makes a noise too.
It's almost sunrise now.
We are all going to be so tired at work tomorrow.
"You're in a room with two doors: a gold one and a silver one. Which one do you go through?" Race asked.
"Sliver." Spot replied.
"Where are you?" Race asked.
"I'm at my house." Spot said.
"How old are you?" Race asked.
"Five." Spot said. I knew he sounded like a little kid.
"What are you doing in your house?" Race asked.
"Waiting for my mother to get home from work." Spot said.
"Where is your dad?" Race asked.
"Gone." Spot said.
It was silent for a minute and then Spot acted like he was running somewhere.
"Where are you going?" Race asked.
"To the door. Someone is here." Spot said.
He was smiling for a little while but then his facial expression turned to worry.
"What's wrong?" Race asked.
"It's my dad and he's drunk." Spot said and his legs started moving again.
"He's really mad too." Spot said.
"Where are you going?" Race asked.
"To hide." Spot said and then curled up into a ball.
He stayed like this for another minute and then moved his head upwards.
"What?" Race asked.
"Mommy's home." Spot said. I am probably never going to here him say that word again.
"No daddy's hitting her. I have to do something." Spot said.
"What is happening now?" Race said after a minute.
Spot didn't answer he just started swinging his arms around.
"Stop!" He yelled.
I wasn't sure what was happening but it was scaring me. He acted like his dad was killing him or something.
I couldn't stand it and neither could Race.
He woke him up and Spot sat up.
"So what did I say?" He asked.
"You don't wanna know." Jack said.
"Well I think it's time to go to bed. We got like 20 minutes before we have to wake up." Blink said and we all groaned.
"Yeah I think I'm gunna stay the night and tomorrow." Spot said.
"Well tomorrow is going to be a fun day." I said not really knowing that that statement was way truer than I thought it was.
"Yeah you can say that again." Race said yawning.
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AN: This was a really short chapter but I building up to the really exciting part. The next few chapters are going to be so fun to write. I'm not sure yet but I think one of the guys is going to have to die(! Yeah I know it's sad but I think it's the only way I can do it.
Well this is where you come in. If any of the newsies die I don't want to pick anybodies favorite or anything so the one who gets he most votes dies.
Yeah I know it sounds bad but it's the only way I can do it.
But don't put it in a review e-mail me at jennifer-b@cox.net. Well please review and I will hurry up with the next chapter.
I was getting a little scared of this game. So far I didn't like the tings people had said and/or revealed about what either was going to happen or happened already.
I hope Spot is the last one we do. I'm getting tired of sitting down and jumping every time someone makes a noise too.
It's almost sunrise now.
We are all going to be so tired at work tomorrow.
"You're in a room with two doors: a gold one and a silver one. Which one do you go through?" Race asked.
"Sliver." Spot replied.
"Where are you?" Race asked.
"I'm at my house." Spot said.
"How old are you?" Race asked.
"Five." Spot said. I knew he sounded like a little kid.
"What are you doing in your house?" Race asked.
"Waiting for my mother to get home from work." Spot said.
"Where is your dad?" Race asked.
"Gone." Spot said.
It was silent for a minute and then Spot acted like he was running somewhere.
"Where are you going?" Race asked.
"To the door. Someone is here." Spot said.
He was smiling for a little while but then his facial expression turned to worry.
"What's wrong?" Race asked.
"It's my dad and he's drunk." Spot said and his legs started moving again.
"He's really mad too." Spot said.
"Where are you going?" Race asked.
"To hide." Spot said and then curled up into a ball.
He stayed like this for another minute and then moved his head upwards.
"What?" Race asked.
"Mommy's home." Spot said. I am probably never going to here him say that word again.
"No daddy's hitting her. I have to do something." Spot said.
"What is happening now?" Race said after a minute.
Spot didn't answer he just started swinging his arms around.
"Stop!" He yelled.
I wasn't sure what was happening but it was scaring me. He acted like his dad was killing him or something.
I couldn't stand it and neither could Race.
He woke him up and Spot sat up.
"So what did I say?" He asked.
"You don't wanna know." Jack said.
"Well I think it's time to go to bed. We got like 20 minutes before we have to wake up." Blink said and we all groaned.
"Yeah I think I'm gunna stay the night and tomorrow." Spot said.
"Well tomorrow is going to be a fun day." I said not really knowing that that statement was way truer than I thought it was.
"Yeah you can say that again." Race said yawning.
READ AN!!!!!
AN: This was a really short chapter but I building up to the really exciting part. The next few chapters are going to be so fun to write. I'm not sure yet but I think one of the guys is going to have to die(! Yeah I know it's sad but I think it's the only way I can do it.
Well this is where you come in. If any of the newsies die I don't want to pick anybodies favorite or anything so the one who gets he most votes dies.
Yeah I know it sounds bad but it's the only way I can do it.
But don't put it in a review e-mail me at jennifer-b@cox.net. Well please review and I will hurry up with the next chapter.