My Heart Turned Red
Chapter 13: Death and Survival
Author's note:
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I was panicking. My head was racing, my heart was pounding as I ran harder and harder to stop Benny from ruining this one chance I had to be with Juliet. I was so incredibly foolish to not think that Benny wouldn't follow me. Sure, Benny may be naive and dense, but when he puts his mind to it, he is most definitely not stupid. Not to mention the reason I gave him for aborting the mission earlier was probably the stupidest answer I could have given him. In my defense though, my mind was focused on mending the damage I had made on my relationship with Juliet. But that didn't matter. If Benny said one word to my mother about what he saw, then that would be it. No Juliet. Forever. No life together, no happiness, nothing at all. I couldn't let that happen because I meant what I said. I would happily give up the only life I've ever known if I could have a life with Juliet. If I can just have Juliet, do I really need anything else? She's my entire world and I couldn't bare to be parted from her. I ran as fast as I as I could to have a snowball's chance in hell of catching up with Benny before he reached the Blue Garden. I'm not about to let Benny ruin the greatest thing that has ever happened to me, which is why I ran as fast as I could to stop him from destroying my one chance at being happy with the girl I love. With Shroom rushing as much as I was, I was scared beyond all belief that something horrible was about to happen. These feelings that I feel are equivalent to those I felt just mere moments before my dad was smashed right before my eyes and taken from me forever. Panic, intense regret, and fear. fear was not normally an emotion that I am familiar with because I was never afraid of anything. Not of Tybalt, not of Fawn and the little Red Gnomes, nor even Lord Redbrick himself. But losing Juliet was a thought that scared me more than anything. I raced after Benny with hope that I could catch him and stop him from ruining the life I had chosen for myself.
I pushed back the leaves and branches as I ran and all I felt was never ending panic and fear. I was hoping that nothing bad had happened and that Benny hadn't somehow made it back to the Blue Garden. There was some hope left in me that I would be able to stop him and that this would all turn out in my favor.
I didn't know yet how wrong I was.
As I ran, I heard sounds that I had been hoping I wouldn't hear. I heard the sound of the accursed lawnmower I knew all too well: the one that belonged to my rival Tybalt that I was going to completely trash last night but because of Benny, that didn't happen. I should've known Tybalt must've been furious after the incident of last night and the attack that Benny and I had planned to destroy Juliet's mother's tulips. That act must have sent him over the edge and now I was sure he was back to take his long awaited revenge. I ran even faster to try to stop Tybalt before he did some horrible damage to Benny. If I know him the way that I do, I know he wouldn't hesitate in the slightest if had the chance to attack Benny.
"Well, well. If it isn't little big hat Benny!" he sneered at my best friend. I panicked even more than before. "Mess with our garden, will ya?"
No. Tybalt must not have seen me coming out of the Blue Garden and saw Benny instead. All of the blame and anger that Tybalt feels will be put on the completely wrong person. This was all my fault. I should've known better than to act as rashly as I did. I wasn't going to let Benny pay for something that was my mistake. Usually, whenever Tybalt came after us to get revenge, it was usually his fault and I had to get him out of it. Now, it was my fault and I couldn't let anything happen to him. Please, Benny, don't do anything stupid for once in your life. I'll fix this, I promise. Just don't do anything stupid, I'm begging you.
Unfortunately, Benny did what he did best and did something incredibly stupid. As the scene between him and Tybalt was in my line of vision, he ran towards the open gate of the Blue Garden instead of running back to a safer location that was not in Tybalt's line of attack.
"BENNY!" I screamed, trying to get to him in time before something terrible happened. But again, I was too late to stop Benny from doing something stupid and I watched in horror as Tybalt raced towards him at the speed of a predator hunting its prey, raised his trowel and sliced through Benny's hat, completely smashing it to pieces.
"NO!" I shouted, my hand outstretched to stop the tragedy that had already taken place. My best friend fell to the ground in his shock and despair. I knew that he had yet to fully comprehend what had just happened to him, but we all knew that his hat had completely been slashed off his head, completely destroyed, the pieces of his hat in a small pile next to him.
Tybalt drove the mower around again and with a smirk and a wicked cackle, he admired the atrocity of what he had done to Benny.
"OH! THAT FELT GOOD!" he said in complete wicked and disgusting satisfaction.
"Oh no!" Benny wailed, feeling the top of his head for where his hat once stood proudly. "Oh no!"
I looked at Benny in his new state, completely ruined. As he looked back at me with newly found shame, the guilt pierced and wrecked my heart. It was a great shame upon a Gnome if any part of them got smashed. For us, it was worse than a bad reputation; it was a never ending shame that you have to live with every single day of the rest of your life. After Tybalt slashed my face, I felt a great shame for a long period of time and honestly, I didn't know how to live with myself, especially after being injured the way I was. Even though I acted like I was proud in what Tybalt did to me, I wasn't. I was ashamed of it in front of Juliet too, which is why when she touched my scar, that shame hit me like a ton of bricks all over again. But Benny's smashing honestly was worse than what Tybalt had done to my face years ago. Tybalt had destroyed the part of my friend that he valued more than anything in the world. It was what made Benny so iconic and what made him Benny. It was what he was the most proud of and now, he had nothing to be proud of. It was Benny's defining feature. I felt insane guilt and it completely destroyed my soul. I was the reason for this. Benny's most prized feature. Now, it was gone and it was all my fault.
No. I knew whose fault it really was. That filthy, remorseless, treacherous, lecherous, kindless, bloody...
"TYBALT!" I roared.
I looked at him in more anger and contempt that I had ever felt before. I clenched my teeth harder when he looked back at me with the horrid and evil grin on his face and it tripled the hate and rage flooding through my entire body.
All the hate and anger that Juliet had lifted from my body over the last few days had all of a sudden returned to me faster than I anticipated. In that exact moment, I felt like the way I did when my father was murdered in front of me. I felt all that pent up rage flow through my veins and completely take over my mind. The hate I had felt towards him not even a day ago had returned and it was stronger than it had ever been before. I was my old self again, reckless, angry, and full of hate. It was because of that guilt for what had just happened to Benny made my hate even stronger than before. The panic gone, the undying love for Juliet disappeared, the guilt faded, and all that was left was the desire to completely destroy and murder Tybalt. The hate overtook the love to the point where I was thinking clearly or rationally. I forgot Juliet, I forgot the purpose I had for coming here, I forgot the life that I was jeopardizing, I forgot Benny, I even forgot what I was angry about. All I thought about was making Tybalt pay for what he had done.
My mind only processed one thing: revenge.
Revenge for the father I had lost, revenge for the innocent little boy who died the day his father did, revenge for my family, revenge for Benny. There were no words to describe my rage; it was almost as if I had taken the form of a wild animal hunting its prey. And like a vicious and bloodthirsty lion, I barred my teeth and went in for the kill.
"A HAT FOR A HAT!" I yelled.
I grabbed the closest weapon that was near me and I lunged at him to destroy him. I flung myself on to the incoming lawnmower and to his great surprise, I landed right in front of him. That was one of his biggest mistakes: underestimating me. He won't ever make that mistake of underestimating again after I got done with his face and hat. I was planning on doing the same thing he did to Benny and I, only a lot worse. I couldn't believe this amount of anger and hate running through my entire body. I hadn't felt this angry in a very long time and I honestly thought that I would never feel this feeling again after falling in love with Juliet. It was like a drug boosting my adrenaline; I needed it so bad and it felt like I had neglected it so much that I never ever wanted to forget this feeling again. This feeling of smiting down my enemy was something that I had forgotten how good it felt, even though the rational part of me knew that this was wrong and that I had to stop this. I couldn't stop even if I wanted to, and that sound that came next that sounded remotely like Juliet screaming at me to stop what I was doing couldn't have stopped me. This person whom I had loathed so deeply for so long had crossed the line and nearly murdered someone that was my family. It was beyond unforgivable and I would make sure he knew it.
I was going to break him.
I lunged at him, swinging my weapon like an axe, fiercely, trying to repeat the action that he just did to my best friend, one of the only people that I really and truly care about. Tybalt was going to taste real vengeance, not just the cold and cruel vengeance that he had thrust upon Benny, but real vengeance, revenge that was beyond justified. He fought back as much as his fat arms could handle and he did put up a good fight, but I was stronger and more angry than I had ever been before and I easily overpowered him. After a few more swings of my weapon knocked his weapon out of his hand and left him unarmed and shocked. Instead of the usual arrogance I displayed in overpowering him, I got right to the point and raised my weapon over his head, preparing to strike, preparing to finally get my long awaited revenge against this fat, treacherous git.
This was it: after so many years of humiliation, Tybalt was finally going to get what had been long coming to him. There was no logic, no remorse, no remote feeling of remorse within me, the person that Juliet had made me become was nowhere to be found in this exact moment. I knew it and I wasn't sure I cared. That voice of logic and reason in the back of my head that was telling me that this wasn't right and that Tybalt wasn't worth all of my anger and rage and that Juliet was watching me do this horrible act to the person that was part of her family. None of these things applied to me as I looked at Tybalt with fire and anger, fully intending to take him out for good.
"You wouldn't attack an unarmed gnome, would you?" Tybalt said, innocently.
At the moment that Tybalt said that, logic hit me like a bucket of cold water. My anger began to subside and my sense of right and wrong came back to me. This wasn't me at all. I wasn't a cold blooded attacker or killer and I never have been. In my years of revenge against the Red Garden, my tactics were never of cruel violence and death. I was better than that and I knew it well. Although in the past I dreamed of violent vengeance, I knew deep in my heart that I would never be able to do something as awful and immoral as killing or violence against another gnome. I was not evil in any way shape or form and I never will be. Juliet didn't fall in love with a violent man and she didn't deserve to have one in her life. She deserved so much better than that and I was not going to let this foul git turn me into something I'm not in front of the girl I loved. I knew I had changed and despite my actions now, I wasn't going back to that sad and hateful person that I once was.
Unfortunately, Tybalt took advantage of my mercy and took back the upper hand, shouting: "SUCKER!" and pushed down on the lawnmower, kicking it into a much faster and dangerous speed that caused me to lose my balance and my weapon and thankfully I didn't fall off the mower. That could've ended very badly I thought in a rush. And then Tybalt continued his streak of violence and began trying to break my neck by adding pressure onto me.
"Pity," he said, evilly, fully intending to kill me, pushing down on me even harder.
I tried to fight back but to no avail. With Tybalt's strength, position, and intent, he could very well kill me right now with the slightest hesitation. I tried to fight back, even though I could barely move my arms and try to defend myself. And then I saw it: the thing that was more likely to kill both of than our own hands, a brick wall that the lawnmower was charging towards at full speed while we were too busy fighting to even notice. I knew that if we hit it, we would both die in mere moments and with the material of that wall, it would almost if not impossible to put us back together.
"Tybalt! THE WALL!" I screamed, hoping and praying that he'd stop being a prat for a matter of moments and save his own life. But of course, that wasn't Tybalt's style.
"You think I'm really going to fall for that old trick, do ya?" he sneered, still putting pressure on me to break my neck. He sneered again. "What wall?" he asks, without listening, still thinking that I'm trying to trick him and not try to save his life.
At that moment, I realized that Tybalt wasn't going to listen to me. I had one of two choices: continue to try to convince Tybalt and try to save his life, or get off the lawnmower right now and save my own life. I felt guilty that this could potentially kill Tybalt, but he had made his decision of not wanting to live by remaining stubborn and hateful, the one difference between the two of us now. I used to be that person and if I was still that person, maybe I would've continued to stubbornly fight him until the lawnmower crashed into the wall. One of us is going to die and it's not going to be me. I had a reason to keep on living and to continue to fight on for living: Juliet. She needed me as much as I needed her. We discovered this afternoon that we can't exist without each other and I can't die just yet. I loved her and I still wanted that life that we were going to start together and I was not going to let it go that easily. Knowing all of these things, I gained my strength back and with every ounce of it that I had, pushed Tybalt as hard as I could off of me and by some miracle, rolled off the lawnmower and onto the ground below me. I then looked over at the scene I had left behind, the lawnmower now racing even faster than when I left it. It continued to speed up but not into the wall as I predicted, as it was halted in its tracks thanks to a pile of rocks.
"Oh. That wall," and those were his last words before I watched my lifelong rival crash into the brick wall and smash into a million tiny pieces.
"No," I said, in disbelief, looking away from the horror scene that played out in front of me.
I heard the smashing noise and I knew what happened. My longtime rival and enemy, full of more hate and vileness than he ever displayed in the past, was dead. I knew it wasn't my fault, but for some reason, I felt nothing but guilt and shame, even though I had no reason to feel either of these things. It was not sadness that I felt, after everything this man did to my family and I, sadness was not what I felt. I did feel guilt at not being able to prevent this from happening. Of course I knew that Tybalt's smashing was entirely his fault, but that wasn't why I felt this way. But I think I felt them because we had been apart of each other's lives for almost forever and while it may not have been for the purest of reasons, we still had grown up and lived by each other's side for forever. When someone is apart of your life that long, I'm sure it's normal to feel a sense of guilt at losing the relationship that you once had, even if it was as twisted and toxic as it was for us. The rivalry that always plagued us was now long over because Tybalt was now dead. I think I survived because I was the one out of the two of us that had changed so dramatically in my way of thinking because of finding something better than what Tybalt and I used to live for: revenge. We lived our whole lives playing this silly game and we took such pleasure in it that I don't either of us ever realized how silly it actually was. I realized it last night when I fell in love, when I realized that this was just a silly and immature game that we had taken a part in playing in due to this pointless feud of hate and violence that we had been raised in. I wish we had realized this earlier and maybe then, this whole act of violence between us wouldn't have happened. Maybe I wouldn't have lost so much control of myself that maybe I could've prevented this from happening. That all being said, I was alive because I realized that and Tybalt was dead because he chose to continue down this path of never ending hate. For that, I didn't feel any shame or regret at all.
The dust still hadn't cleared from the tragedy that had just occurred in front of us. I couldn't look up just yet to confirm for myself for I knew had just happened. I was in denial that Tybalt had just died in front of me, even though I knew very well that it happened and that there was nothing I could do about it. I knew that Fawn and the Little Red Gnomes were going to be beyond devastated as they cared and loved Tybalt since, despite all of us horrible and nonredeemable qualities, they had always been by his side and would be inconsolable once they found the remains that I knew were buried underneath that pile of dust that plagued the air. Fawn and the Little Red Gnomes came running towards the scene of where the tragedy had occurred, desperately looking for their leader.
"Tybalt? Tybalt? Tybalt?" Fawn calls out, still denying that Tybalt was dead, and one of Fawn's only redeemable qualities was his loyalty to Tybalt and how much he cared about him. Then he gasped when he saw what was left of the smashed Tybalt, now only pieces as the Little Red Gnomes surrounded the remains of Tybalt, now sinking into the reality of what had just happened.
"Tybalt can't be with us anymore" one of the Little Red Gnomes said sadly.
And as if the universe wasn't already against us more than it already was, as if it planned it, it appeared that everyone from both gardens heard the horrible smashing noise from both Benny and Tybalt, as I saw Lord Redbrick coming out of the Red Garden's main gate, saw all of us and began walking towards us very angrily. I couldn't even begin to imagine what would happen when he realized what had happened to his nephew. And I knew that if Lord Redbrick had heard the smashing noise, then that meant that my mother and everyone in my garden would've heard it as well. My suspicions were correct as I turned around and saw my mother coming out of the Blue Garden, gasping at what she saw had happened to Benny's hat. With a sad and sorrowful expression on his face, pointed to the scene where violence and death had just taken place, where Tybalt's remains were and where all of us were standing.
And then with the fire and anger that I fully expected I would receive, one of the Little Red Gnomes turned and pointed at me, shouting: "SMASH HIM BACK!" Beginning to charge at me in vengeance for something that I knew wasn't my fault, but knew that they would never see it that way.
I began to defend myself, in a defensive position and awaited my punishment. I knew very well that my chances of living out of the rest of my life with Juliet in secret were only mere dreams now. Now, I was going to attacked and accused viciously on something I didn't do. I wasn't going down without a fight. These gnomes were not going to take away my life, I was prepared to fight harder than I had ever fought for anything in the past.
"No!" Juliet yelled, running in front of ferociously to protect me from the damage that I knew was coming my way.
My mind cringed as I realized that she had seen the whole thing, but was confused as to why she was rushing to my defense when I knew that she had seen everything that had just happened. Then I realized, she had seen everything and was still choosing me over her family and her deceased cousin. It was in that moment that I realized how deep her feelings and love ran for me: she loved me as much as I loved her and she was going to fight to defend me, despite the fact that her family was there watching us, including her overprotective father. Her love for me was stronger than her family and her pride of being a Red, and if I had time, I would've felt nothing but happiness at this declaration she was making. She was telling me without directly telling me, that she was going to fight as hard for us as I was planning to. I agreed: we are not going to be separated from each other. I could tell that those around us was very surprised at Juliet's sudden intensity.
"What is the meaning of all this constipation?!" Lord Redbrick growled loudly.
"Gnomeo smashed Tybalt!" said the Little Red Gnome who was on Fawn's head.
It was a complete bias lie, I know, I didn't even bother to defend myself because I knew no one would listen to reason. As far as they were concerned, I murdered Tybalt and they wanted revenge for something I didn't do. Why bother defending myself verbally? Everyone in the Red Garden hates me and would never listen to what I had to say in my defense. All I had left was just to get out of this alive and defend myself for all that I was.
"No! He didn't do it!" Juliet exclaimed, leaving me completely surprised at her fierceness and loyalty. I was completely floored at how she was willing to throw down her life in order to protect me. But then I realized that the more she spoke and less that I did, the more and more our secret love was being revealed to the last people that we ever wanted to know about this. I knew I wasn't going to easily escape this situation and now I realized that our secret was out and if we got through this mob, they would never let us see each other again.
"Juliet!" he said, surprised.
"Gnomeo!" my mum cried, I hadn't realized that she had gotten so close to the action.
"Mum!" I exclaimed, now realizing that she knew the secret that I never wanted her to hear. There was no good enough explanation in the world that I could give to my mother that would make her understand.
And then I didn't have time to explain as Fawn and the Little Red Gnomes were dead set on revenge against what they rigidly believed that I had done and shouted: "A Gnome for Gnome!" and then fired a rock out of a slingshot that he made with Fawn's antlers directly at my head. Thankfully all those years of dodging Tybalt's shots at my mower during racing had given me great skills and techniques of diversion. But at this point, I was scared out of my mind that I would make one little mistake and that it would cost me my life as well as start a worse war between the two gardens. Tybalt's death and Benny's hat were enough to get these two on worse terms and if I died, there's no telling what Benny and my mother would do to Juliet. Then they threw another rock at me, which prompted Juliet to kick the pipe I had been using to fight against Tybalt towards me so that I could defend myself.
"Catch!" she said as she kicked the pipe towards me.
What?" Lord Redbrick gasped, very in shock at seeing his only daughter not only defend a Blue but the son of the leader of the Blue Garden himself.
For a while, the pipe was actually a very handy weapon for defending myself with, but unfortunately, it was a very old pipe that could barely keep itself together, and after many rocks were thrown at it, the pipe eventually kept breaking until it was nothing more than a single piece of metal that was knocked easily out of my hand. Then they begun to come for me, running at me with more piles of rocks.
"SMASH HIM BACK!" the same Little Red Gnome screamed, running at me with more rocks to throw at me to kill me.
My mother gasped.
"RUN, GNOMEO! RUN!" Juliet yelled at me, almost as if she was begging me.
I looked one last look at her, wishing that none of this had happened, that we were back at the Old Laurence Place, beginning to talk about how we were going to build our garden and spend the rest of our lives in peace and happiness, not her being here watching me run and fight for my life all over again. If I could've, I would have said goodbye because I had no control over how this was going to play out. Goodbye, my love, I said in my head and in my eye contact with her before I began running for my life. Everyone began shouting, both for and against what was happening to me.
"STOP!" my mother shouted. "STOP THAT!"
I ran as fast as I possibly could, looking behind me carefully to dodge the rocks being thrown at me from the vengeful gang of Fawn and the Little Red Gnomes. They were getting more and more ruthless and much harder to dodge the farther I ran down the pathway. I ran too fast for my own good and ran out of pathway to keep running on and dodging Fawn and his rocks. I skidded to a stop at the end of the pathway and stopped moving. There was nothing I could do and I started panicking when I looked behind me to see that Fawn had caught up with me and was planning on doing his worst to me.
"REVENGE!" he shouted, headbutting me and sending me backwards, almost into the hard pavement of the street with passing cars. Thankfully, I regained my balance before I fell into what was ten times worse than Fawn and the Little Red Gnomes chucking heavy rocks at me. As I regained myself to continue defending myself against Fawn and the Little Red Gnomes, I heard something, causing me to turn to my right and lose focus on what was happening. A sound that was continuing to get closer and closer to where we all were and I knew immediately that it was a human getting closer to us and I panicked. The others didn't know that a human was coming and I had to let everyone know somehow, so I immediately froze. Everyone else got the message and quickly froze as well to avoid the human realizing our secret. She finally came to where we all were, it was a runner probably on her daily constitutional and when she turned to make her way down the pathway where we held the races, she was surprised (as anyone would be) to see an entire collection of gnomes and a Flamingo blocking her path in a very creepy manner. She began walking back in a lot of suspicion and unfortunately caused me to spin out of balance, and because she refused to leave, I couldn't stop and steady myself. This caused me to fall backwards into the street, thankfully at first, landing on a newspaper and then BARELY dodging the whole lot of cars that were driving on the street, until finally they were all gone and I finally stopped spinning.
I then watched the love of my life unfreeze herself and try to make her way towards me, only to be stopped by her overprotective father.
"No!" Juliet shouted in defiance to her father. "I love him!"
What? She loves me? She loves me? And even more importantly, she told her father and everyone behind us listening that she loves me? If I wasn't in this situation, I would run over to her and tell her that I felt the exact same way about her to my mother and fight for us with everything I had. Unfortunately, I was in the middle of a life or death crisis in the middle of a street with cars that have by some horrible luck, chose to drive down this bloody street!
"Oh, someone do something!" my mother cried, hoping beyond all help that these cars would leave so I could make my way back over there and not meet my end by being run over by a car.
Then I heard the sound of a very large truck and it was coming in my direction very quickly. I knew I could very well die right now, face the justice that maybe I deserved for betraying my garden, my mother, my beloved deceased father, for falling in love with a person from the garden I had sworn to hate forever. But as I said before, I had someone to live for and I refused to die. I couldn't die just yet. She told her father she loved me and those words were enough for to continue to fight for my life. As long as I had Juliet, I would always fight for my life and the dream life that I wanted to have with her with me. I refuse to die like this, which is why in that moment, in my stubbornness to die and my determination to get back to Juliet, I jumped up and grabbed onto the muffler and held on as tightly as I could, in mere seconds. I knew that if I waited any longer, I would've died and would've ended up in the same condition. As soon as my hands hit that muffler, I held on for dear life and sighed in relief because I had made it and had managed to survive, despite all the odds against me. The large truck had continued to drive down the street, away from the scene that I had left, leaving me unaware of the emotional state that I had put my family and the love of my life in. At that moment, I didn't know that everyone had assumed that I had died or that this truck I was now clinging to dear life for had created the illusion that I had died and was gone forever. I just was aware that I was alive and that as soon as this bloody truck stopped driving so BLOODY fast, I would get off of it and run back to the Red Garden when it was dark and take Juliet and run away to the Laurence place to live out the rest of my life with her.
And after what seemed like an eternity, the bloody truck finally stopped, long enough for me to let go and escape potential damage to myself. I ran as fast as I could to the sidewalk, beyond grateful that I was alright and not in a million pieces like Tybalt was back in the alley. As I got a hold of myself, I looked back towards the alley, hoping that th two gardens and Juliet were there to see that I was fine and not dead. Instead of that, I saw my loyal friend Shroom waiting for me and hoping up and down like a maniac.
"OH FOR THE LOVE OF GOD! YOU SCARED ME BEYOND REASON YOU BLOODY RECKLESS PRAT! THANK GOD YOU'RE ALRIGHT!" Shroom managed to say.
I smiled and looked over at him. I was about to call out to him to ask him what happened. Then I felt some godawful slime sticking to my hat and going down my body, I looked at it confused and then looked up to see a very angry and growling dog who did not look very friendly at all.
"Stay! Stay!" I said, acting as if this mutt would actually give me the time of day and listen to me. "Good boy!"
But he wasn't a good boy at all, as he picked me and swung me from side to side as if I was a common dog chew toy and then ran very quickly in the complete opposite direction of my home, very unwilling to let go of me despite my attempts for him to drop me. Shroom was my only hope and so I screamed at him, hoping he would be able to help me.
"Shroom!" I screamed for dear life. "SHROOM!"
Shroom was my only hope of getting back safely and even though he tried very hard to get to me, another bloody car passed him and caused him to lose his balance and to spin uncontrollably, which was the last thing I saw before the bloody dog continued to run away from my home and to God knows where. Please, Shroom. You have to find me somehow, please don't give up on me, you have to find me or else I will never get back to my family or to her. Please Shroom, please find me. Shroom is the only one who knows I'm okay and he's the only one who can find me.
Great, I've been captured by a bloody animal and a slobbery one at that! Who knows where this one is going to take me?
Many people have dreamed of getting a free tour of this beautiful city. I haven't and now I was being taken farther and farther away from my home and my one true love, who I was hoping and praying didn't think I was dead.
That's it! Hope you enjoyed it! I'm trying to get back into writing again so I hope that this chapter was OK!
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