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"NO!" I screamed. I was horrorfied! Sp'ooky Wendy tried to comfort me but I told her fuck off and I ran to my house crying myself. Sheila chased after me shouting but she had to stop when I went into my room cause she would look like a perv that way.
Anyway, I started crying tears of blood and then I slit both of my wrists. They got all over my clothes so I took them off and jumped into the bath angrily while I put on a Linkin Park song at full volume. I grabbed a steak and almost stuck it into my heart to commit suicide. I was so fucking depressed! I got out of the bathtub and put on a black low-cut dress with lace all over it sandly. I put on black high heels with pink metal stuff on the ends and six pairs of skull earrings. I couldn't fucking believe it. Then I looked out the window and screamed… Mr. Garryson was spying on me and he was taking a video tape of me! And Mr. Makky was masticating to it! They were sitting on a tree branch.
"EW, YOU FUCKING PERVS, STOP LOOKING AT ME NAKED! ARE YOU PEDOS OR WHAT!" I screamed putting on a black towel with a picture of Robert Smith on it. Suddenly Raven ran in.
"Chinpokomon desu!" he yelled at Garrison and Makky throwing a Chinpokomon doll at them. I took my gun and shot Garrison and Makky a gazillion times and they both started screaming and the camera broke. Suddenly, Sheela ran in. "Indigo, it has been revealed that someone has - NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" she shouted looking at Garrison and Makky and then he waved her hand and suddenly…
Cratman ran outside on his bike and said everyone we need to talk.
"What do you know, Cratman? You're just a fatass South Park student!"
"I MAY BE A SOUTH PARK STUDENT…." Crartman paused angrily. "BUT I AM ALSO A SATANIST!"
"This cannot be." Mr. Garryson said in a crisp voice as blood dripped from his hand where Sheela's hand had shot him. "There must be other factors."
"YOU DON'T HAVE ANY!" I yelled in madly.
Mr. Makky held up the camera triumelephantly. "The lens may be ruined but the tape is still there, m'kay!"
I felt faint, more than I normally do like how it feels when you do not drink enough blood.
"Why are you doing this, m'kay?" Mr. Makky said angrily while he rubbed his dirty hands on his veest.
And then I heard the words that I had heard before but not from him. I did not know whether to feel shocked and happy or to bite him and drink his blood because I felt faint.
"BECAUSE…BECAUSE…." Carman said and he paused in the air dramitaclly, waving his hand in the air. Then swooped he in singing to the tune of a gothic version of a song by 50 Cent.
"Because you're goffic?" Garryson asked in a little afraid voice cause he was afraind it meant he was connected with Satan.
"Because I LOVE HER!"