Subject: you got an e-card from a friend!
That's what it said before it went to heck in a hair ball...
I mean, all I did was open an e-mail! Now I got this blue screen with writing on it. GAWD!
" ... need help?" Mikey mumbled behind me. JESUS CHRISTMAS, where did he come from??
" ... like, from my mum and dad?"
CRAP! Is he in my head?!
" ... dunno... maybe... maybe not." I could tell he was smirking under his mask. He sat down next to me. Creepy. Then he started to edge closer to me. Creepy... er. Then he reached in front of me. I NEED AN ADULT!! I NEED AN ADULT!! suddenly Mikey was huddled over the laptop, tapping away at the keys.
" ... chill, dude. I'm, like, the MASTER of killing a virus..." Mikey sighed, ever-so-coolly. I fell asleep while he was working. when I woke up , it was around midnight. The glow from the screen burned my eyes. I could hear Mommy calling me...
"JASON VOORHEES!!! I DID NOT RAISE YOU TO LOOK AT SUCH FILTH!!!" She screamed. I soon realize that Myers had left up a naughty website to make Mommy mad at me, to trick her into thinking that I wasn't doing my job.
Thanks a bunch, Mikey. Now I'm grounded.