SO sorry that I haven't updated in forever. I've had so much homework and projects for each subject. Luckily, I've finally caught a break and I've got some time to work on this story. And just to let you know, it's probably gonna get kinda confusing but there's a twist at the end, so try to follow what I write and all will be explained eventually.
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It was stormy outside and Samara was confined to her room due to the horrid weather. Normally, she would be out looking for new victims. She wondered vaguely why she was even wasting her time on a pathetic town like this. She saw how ignorant the boy and his sister were in the mall yesterday.
She then got and idea that could help her annihilate this town quicker. She pulled a videotape out of a drawer and looked at it. She knew what would happen if anyone watched it. They would die in seven days. That is, unless they knew how to stop it. No-one would figure it out, though. She made sure of that. Only three people knew how to stop her form killing them, and those people were far away. On the other side of the country, in fact. One of then had even killed himself. It was her real father, Richard Morgan. (A/N-*cough*idiot*cough*)
She turned the tape over and over in her hands, knowing what she could do with it. She would first have to give it to someone. Then all she had to do was wait. This would keep her from having to find people on her own. They bring death to themselves. She pondered who she could give it to first. Maybe that annoying guy she had seen sometimes around town. The one who worshipped his mother even though he was, like, old. Bart had introduced him as Principle Skinner. he got on her nerves pretty bad. She decided that it was too early to be thinking about WHO she would give it to and more important to be thinking about HOW she would give it to someone.
She heard footsteps in the hall coming toward her door so she quickly put the tape back in its drawer and sat on the bed and pretended to read a book. She heard a knock on the door and she said, "Come in." Bob stepped in and sat on the bed beside her.
"Lovely evening. isn't it?" he asked.
"It's raining," was her simple reply.
"Yes, but it's still magnificent, with the rain pouring down and the lightning lighting up the sky in bright flashes,"
"I like sunny weather," she said with a smile.
"Most children do. That's when they can play outside and enjoy life,'
She nodded with a mysterious kind of grin on her face. Of course, Bob didn't see her. she had turned and looked out the window. But if he had seen her, he would have thought it very strange because it was the same kind of grin he had when he was pondering some kind of evil plot to kill someone. But, then again, who would suspect a ten year old girl of trying to kill someone. Especially with that cute little grin of hers? Not me. Well, OK, I would because I suspect everyone is gonna kill me. But that's beside the point.
"Would you like to go rent a movie to pass the time?"
Samara's thoughts wandered for a moment on the videotape in the drawer and she got an idea. She quickly told Bob ok and to give her a minute to get ready.
"Ok. I'll meet you downstairs." he said and left.
Samara went over to a dresser and pulled a purse off of it. She put the tape in the purse and smiled evilly as she went downstairs.
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"Go find something you like," said Bob and he walked off to some other section of the movie rental place thingy. (A/N-What do you call those places, anyway?) Samara wandered aimlessly over to another section and when she was sure that no one was looking, she pulled the tape out of her purse and set it on a random shelf. She wandered over to the section labeled CHILDREN'S and chose something that seemed mildly interesting to her. She found Bob and told him that she was ready. After ringing up the total, they left. Samara took one last glance at the tape she had set on the shelf, knowing that anytime, someone could pick it up. And as soon as they took it home and watched it, there was no hope for them.
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Well, that's one more chapter that I finished. I'm a long way from finishing the whole thing, though. And, like I said at the beginning, if anyone bothered to read the introduction, there's a surprising "twist" at the end of the story, if anyone reads the rest of it, that is. Even if I don't get reviews, I'll still post it because I just like to, but please review anyway because I need the feedback and I like to hear from people because it makes me think I'm special. |:o) (ha ha. unibrow.)
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It was stormy outside and Samara was confined to her room due to the horrid weather. Normally, she would be out looking for new victims. She wondered vaguely why she was even wasting her time on a pathetic town like this. She saw how ignorant the boy and his sister were in the mall yesterday.
She then got and idea that could help her annihilate this town quicker. She pulled a videotape out of a drawer and looked at it. She knew what would happen if anyone watched it. They would die in seven days. That is, unless they knew how to stop it. No-one would figure it out, though. She made sure of that. Only three people knew how to stop her form killing them, and those people were far away. On the other side of the country, in fact. One of then had even killed himself. It was her real father, Richard Morgan. (A/N-*cough*idiot*cough*)
She turned the tape over and over in her hands, knowing what she could do with it. She would first have to give it to someone. Then all she had to do was wait. This would keep her from having to find people on her own. They bring death to themselves. She pondered who she could give it to first. Maybe that annoying guy she had seen sometimes around town. The one who worshipped his mother even though he was, like, old. Bart had introduced him as Principle Skinner. he got on her nerves pretty bad. She decided that it was too early to be thinking about WHO she would give it to and more important to be thinking about HOW she would give it to someone.
She heard footsteps in the hall coming toward her door so she quickly put the tape back in its drawer and sat on the bed and pretended to read a book. She heard a knock on the door and she said, "Come in." Bob stepped in and sat on the bed beside her.
"Lovely evening. isn't it?" he asked.
"It's raining," was her simple reply.
"Yes, but it's still magnificent, with the rain pouring down and the lightning lighting up the sky in bright flashes,"
"I like sunny weather," she said with a smile.
"Most children do. That's when they can play outside and enjoy life,'
She nodded with a mysterious kind of grin on her face. Of course, Bob didn't see her. she had turned and looked out the window. But if he had seen her, he would have thought it very strange because it was the same kind of grin he had when he was pondering some kind of evil plot to kill someone. But, then again, who would suspect a ten year old girl of trying to kill someone. Especially with that cute little grin of hers? Not me. Well, OK, I would because I suspect everyone is gonna kill me. But that's beside the point.
"Would you like to go rent a movie to pass the time?"
Samara's thoughts wandered for a moment on the videotape in the drawer and she got an idea. She quickly told Bob ok and to give her a minute to get ready.
"Ok. I'll meet you downstairs." he said and left.
Samara went over to a dresser and pulled a purse off of it. She put the tape in the purse and smiled evilly as she went downstairs.
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"Go find something you like," said Bob and he walked off to some other section of the movie rental place thingy. (A/N-What do you call those places, anyway?) Samara wandered aimlessly over to another section and when she was sure that no one was looking, she pulled the tape out of her purse and set it on a random shelf. She wandered over to the section labeled CHILDREN'S and chose something that seemed mildly interesting to her. She found Bob and told him that she was ready. After ringing up the total, they left. Samara took one last glance at the tape she had set on the shelf, knowing that anytime, someone could pick it up. And as soon as they took it home and watched it, there was no hope for them.
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Well, that's one more chapter that I finished. I'm a long way from finishing the whole thing, though. And, like I said at the beginning, if anyone bothered to read the introduction, there's a surprising "twist" at the end of the story, if anyone reads the rest of it, that is. Even if I don't get reviews, I'll still post it because I just like to, but please review anyway because I need the feedback and I like to hear from people because it makes me think I'm special. |:o) (ha ha. unibrow.)