Hello, all you faithful readers!!! Happy New Year!!! For all you reviewers
out there, thanks sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo much!!! I LOVE getting
reviews! Oh, and by the way, I just wanted to share with you some of the
ideas people have had on what Joan sees in the tape (some of them are good,
some are just plain.. Well, weird.)
Barney the Purple Dinosaur (My sis said this. don't worry!!)
The Tape from 'The Ring' (The movie)
Something about Adam she didn't know
The creation of the world
Oh, and I just wanted to tell you guys, I've chosen SassyAngel05 as my co-
author. If you want to beta-test my work, though, there's some great
benefits, such as seeing the next episode.. Before it's released!!
MUHAHAHAHA!!!!
And, without further ado.. Chapter three!!!!
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Adam walked cautiously next to the little girl. After all, she might go
into some weird karate-style move, as little kids so often do, chop him
right in the gut, and run as fast as her little legs could carry her in
the opposite direction. He wouldn't put it past this kid.
"So, what's your name?" he asked hesitantly.
"God." She replied.
"No, I mean really. Is it Ashley? Kayla? Whitney?.." He stopped before he
said it.
"Joan?" The girl said, looking up at him knowingly.
Adam looked at her, bewildered. How had she known what he was going to
say? Was it that obvious?
Or, maybe, just maybe, she really i was i God?
"Good thinking, Adam. Now you're starting to believe."
He looked at her, as if searching for a reason.
"Okay, let's say you really are God. Why me? I'm nothing special."
She laughed. "You'd be surprised how much I hear that."
He shook his head. "This is crazy. Just crazy."
"And yet still, you believe. Adam, who else knows that when you were in
3rd grade, your mother died in an accident, trying to save you? Or that
your inspiration for the 'Thing made out of stuff' was Joan, herself?"
She stared at him intently. "Adam, someone is always watching you. Me."
He stared at her, before saying "Alright, God. What do you want me to
do?"
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On the screen was a picture of a woman, drenched in blood. A piece of
glass was sticking out of her temple. A small child lay underneath her,
sobbing.
Joan sucked in her breath, resisting the urge to vomit. Who was that?
Adam. She jolted as the thought suddenly formed in her head. i That boy
was Adam. i That was his mother, on top of him.
Was that how she died? Joan shuddered.
Then she saw the other driver.
"Damn womun... didn't get outta mah way...." The man was drunk,
obviously. He muttered a long line of slurred curses before anyone
actually noticed that someone was hurt- Adam's mother.
"Somebody get help!!" A woman yelled. "911! 911!"
"Shaddup, lady! Nuthin's wrong!" The man yelled before collapsing on the
pavement.
That's when the tape ended.
Joan sat in the chair, dumbstruck. Was that all real? Had that really
happened?
"Hey- who was that?" said a voice behind her.
She whirled around to see Helen Girardi- and as far as she knew, she had
seen the whole thing.
How would she explain?
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BWAhahaHHHAHAH!! Tune in next time!!!
~Kistra Kat
Barney the Purple Dinosaur (My sis said this. don't worry!!)
The Tape from 'The Ring' (The movie)
Something about Adam she didn't know
The creation of the world
Oh, and I just wanted to tell you guys, I've chosen SassyAngel05 as my co-
author. If you want to beta-test my work, though, there's some great
benefits, such as seeing the next episode.. Before it's released!!
MUHAHAHAHA!!!!
And, without further ado.. Chapter three!!!!
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!~!~!
Adam walked cautiously next to the little girl. After all, she might go
into some weird karate-style move, as little kids so often do, chop him
right in the gut, and run as fast as her little legs could carry her in
the opposite direction. He wouldn't put it past this kid.
"So, what's your name?" he asked hesitantly.
"God." She replied.
"No, I mean really. Is it Ashley? Kayla? Whitney?.." He stopped before he
said it.
"Joan?" The girl said, looking up at him knowingly.
Adam looked at her, bewildered. How had she known what he was going to
say? Was it that obvious?
Or, maybe, just maybe, she really i was i God?
"Good thinking, Adam. Now you're starting to believe."
He looked at her, as if searching for a reason.
"Okay, let's say you really are God. Why me? I'm nothing special."
She laughed. "You'd be surprised how much I hear that."
He shook his head. "This is crazy. Just crazy."
"And yet still, you believe. Adam, who else knows that when you were in
3rd grade, your mother died in an accident, trying to save you? Or that
your inspiration for the 'Thing made out of stuff' was Joan, herself?"
She stared at him intently. "Adam, someone is always watching you. Me."
He stared at her, before saying "Alright, God. What do you want me to
do?"
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!~!~!
On the screen was a picture of a woman, drenched in blood. A piece of
glass was sticking out of her temple. A small child lay underneath her,
sobbing.
Joan sucked in her breath, resisting the urge to vomit. Who was that?
Adam. She jolted as the thought suddenly formed in her head. i That boy
was Adam. i That was his mother, on top of him.
Was that how she died? Joan shuddered.
Then she saw the other driver.
"Damn womun... didn't get outta mah way...." The man was drunk,
obviously. He muttered a long line of slurred curses before anyone
actually noticed that someone was hurt- Adam's mother.
"Somebody get help!!" A woman yelled. "911! 911!"
"Shaddup, lady! Nuthin's wrong!" The man yelled before collapsing on the
pavement.
That's when the tape ended.
Joan sat in the chair, dumbstruck. Was that all real? Had that really
happened?
"Hey- who was that?" said a voice behind her.
She whirled around to see Helen Girardi- and as far as she knew, she had
seen the whole thing.
How would she explain?
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BWAhahaHHHAHAH!! Tune in next time!!!
~Kistra Kat