Disclaimer-How many times do I have to say this? I DON'T OWN THE RING.
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"Mommy, I know what I have to do," Saraya said suddenly, five days after watching the tape.
"Huh?" asked Jess, looking very tired and stressed.
"I have to go away," she replied, "I could go camping...Oh, at that one place, with the evil squirrels. "
"You're not going camping alone," her mother argued, "Besides, how will that help you?"
"Mommy, I have two days left, I can't die knowing I never went camping by myself to get revenge on squirrels. Also, you have three days..."
"What?"
"...Until you go back to work, you won't have time to come with me," Saraya raised an eyebrow.
"Ohhh."
"So I'll go get packed then," She stood up.
"Wait a minute, I never said yes," Jess grabbed the back of her shirt.
"What do you want me to do, drive you insane?" Saraya asked.
"You can control it though, right? Right?" Jess demanded.
"Er, mostly," She replied.
"Well, we'll talk about this later, in the meantime, I have to go to the store," Jess got up and walked away. Saraya sat for a moment, then walked outside. She noticed a couple of squirrels scampering in the yard. 'I hate squirrels, I wish they would just die.' Suddenly one of them dropped to the ground. She gasped and ran to it. 'Oh my gosh, I just killed an animal.' Saraya picked it up by the tail and looked at it. Nothing appeared to be wrong, except the fact that it was dead. 'This is worse than I thought, stupid Samara. I'm still not gonna do what she says.' She sighed and sat down on the sidewalk. Suddenly, an idea came to her; she looked over to the porch and concentrated on the box of colored chalk. It zoomed to her and sat down. 'I could use this for stuff that doesn't hurt people!' Saraya pulled out a yellow piece of chalk and began drawing.
About twenty minutes later, Jess's car pulled into the drive. Saraya stood up and ran over the little car. Her mom got out of the car and went around to open the trunk.
"Here, Saraya, help me take the groceries, please," said Jess upon opening the trunk.
"Okay," she replied. She picked up a large bag and went inside. When they got all the bags inside, Saraya sat at the table and watched her mother attempt to put a bottle of canola oil on the top shelf of one of the cupboards. "Mom? I have to show you somethin'."
"I'm kinda busy, can you wait a minute?" she asked. Saraya sighed and stared intently at Jess's bottle and watched as it flew out of her hands and onto the shelf. Her mother quickly flipped around.
"Now do I have your attention?"
"What-? How-? Was-? What?" she sputtered.
"It turns out I have telekinesis along with the weird mind powers," Saraya explained bluntly. Jess felt her own forehead, started pacing around the kitchen again and pinched herself.
"Ouch! Okay, I'm not dreaming," she said breathlessly and asked herself, "Oh, my god, what do I do?"
"Easy, we just go on our regular schedules for the next two days, and whenever I get those stupid images, I find a squirrel," her daughter replied.
"Are you really gonna die?" Jess asked fearfully.
"Which would you rather I do? Die or become a mass murderess?"
"Mass murderess? What do you mean?"
"I mean, she says I have to side with her to escape death."
"So, she's the one killing the people who watch the tape?"
"I guess so."
"God, I feel like I'm the questioning six-year-old, and you're the twenty-nine-year-old."
"I know, this is very weird."
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Sorry, my chapters have been really short, I've been really busy, damn teachers, givin' me enough homework to last for three years. Oh, and about the squirrel thing. I hate squirrels! Last year, we went camping and these damn squirrels threw green pinecones at me, all the time. Okay, TTFN!
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"Mommy, I know what I have to do," Saraya said suddenly, five days after watching the tape.
"Huh?" asked Jess, looking very tired and stressed.
"I have to go away," she replied, "I could go camping...Oh, at that one place, with the evil squirrels. "
"You're not going camping alone," her mother argued, "Besides, how will that help you?"
"Mommy, I have two days left, I can't die knowing I never went camping by myself to get revenge on squirrels. Also, you have three days..."
"What?"
"...Until you go back to work, you won't have time to come with me," Saraya raised an eyebrow.
"Ohhh."
"So I'll go get packed then," She stood up.
"Wait a minute, I never said yes," Jess grabbed the back of her shirt.
"What do you want me to do, drive you insane?" Saraya asked.
"You can control it though, right? Right?" Jess demanded.
"Er, mostly," She replied.
"Well, we'll talk about this later, in the meantime, I have to go to the store," Jess got up and walked away. Saraya sat for a moment, then walked outside. She noticed a couple of squirrels scampering in the yard. 'I hate squirrels, I wish they would just die.' Suddenly one of them dropped to the ground. She gasped and ran to it. 'Oh my gosh, I just killed an animal.' Saraya picked it up by the tail and looked at it. Nothing appeared to be wrong, except the fact that it was dead. 'This is worse than I thought, stupid Samara. I'm still not gonna do what she says.' She sighed and sat down on the sidewalk. Suddenly, an idea came to her; she looked over to the porch and concentrated on the box of colored chalk. It zoomed to her and sat down. 'I could use this for stuff that doesn't hurt people!' Saraya pulled out a yellow piece of chalk and began drawing.
About twenty minutes later, Jess's car pulled into the drive. Saraya stood up and ran over the little car. Her mom got out of the car and went around to open the trunk.
"Here, Saraya, help me take the groceries, please," said Jess upon opening the trunk.
"Okay," she replied. She picked up a large bag and went inside. When they got all the bags inside, Saraya sat at the table and watched her mother attempt to put a bottle of canola oil on the top shelf of one of the cupboards. "Mom? I have to show you somethin'."
"I'm kinda busy, can you wait a minute?" she asked. Saraya sighed and stared intently at Jess's bottle and watched as it flew out of her hands and onto the shelf. Her mother quickly flipped around.
"Now do I have your attention?"
"What-? How-? Was-? What?" she sputtered.
"It turns out I have telekinesis along with the weird mind powers," Saraya explained bluntly. Jess felt her own forehead, started pacing around the kitchen again and pinched herself.
"Ouch! Okay, I'm not dreaming," she said breathlessly and asked herself, "Oh, my god, what do I do?"
"Easy, we just go on our regular schedules for the next two days, and whenever I get those stupid images, I find a squirrel," her daughter replied.
"Are you really gonna die?" Jess asked fearfully.
"Which would you rather I do? Die or become a mass murderess?"
"Mass murderess? What do you mean?"
"I mean, she says I have to side with her to escape death."
"So, she's the one killing the people who watch the tape?"
"I guess so."
"God, I feel like I'm the questioning six-year-old, and you're the twenty-nine-year-old."
"I know, this is very weird."
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Sorry, my chapters have been really short, I've been really busy, damn teachers, givin' me enough homework to last for three years. Oh, and about the squirrel thing. I hate squirrels! Last year, we went camping and these damn squirrels threw green pinecones at me, all the time. Okay, TTFN!