In Which There is an Elephant
Ellie is sitting on the washroom floor drawing pictures with her blood because she believes she is a witch. Ellie is not a witch, but insane, they let her attend school out of sympathy.
"If I were a fire hydrant, I would help my community, I wish I were a fire hydrant. Don't you Ashley?" she asks innocently.
"No, I'd rather be the president of the United States. That way I could have a reason to be an asshole."
"I could make you president, I have powers, you know?"
"I bet you could. What are you drawing?"
"A house."
Ashley looks at the picture, which is obviously an elephant.
"It looks like an elephant."
"Do not question me, I will slit your throat in your sleep."
Done, I have a few more chapters on the way. I expect at leats ten reviews by then, though. Or I'll never ever ever ever ever post again. You hear? So tell your friends or soemthing...