Little timmy woke up with a HUGE smile on his face reaching ear to ear. "yay" he says, he gets up and starts to get ready for school. While he was walking around he heard a loud siren, but little timmy had no idea what it was so he continued getting ready. Once he was ready he finally left the house.
He started walking towards the bus stop. BANG! Timmy had just got shot by a random man. "Yay" he says, and then he continues to shove the six pencils he is holding into his bullet wound. "Now I don't have to hold them!" Timmy waves goodbye to the man and enters the bus. The bus driver looks dizzy and nauseous, little Timmy saw three bottles next to the driver's seat. Two completely empty and the other one half full.
When he finally arrives the bus driver swerves into a tree causing the bus the crash into the school. Everyone died, except for little Timmy. He didn't even know what was happening at first because he was blinded by everyone else's screams. "Yay, now we have a much bigger door!" Timmy says as a price of glass flys deeply into his skull. Blood drips down his head "ooooo strawberry jam I love strawberry jam!" Little Timmy tears the peice of glass out of his skull, and licks the blood off of it. "Yummy!"
Timmy finally steps out of the bus. He looks back and sees everyone lying there "oh there sleeping, sorry guys" Timmy whispers. Little Timmy enters the school and sees multiple dead bodys on the floor. "Oh? Why is everyone sleeping? They must be tired from all the painting they did. There's red paint everywhere!" Little Timmy respectfully steps over all of the dead body's all the way to his class
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little timmy
رعبa little boy named little timmy is a bit... odd. he came from somewhere and no one knows where.. people are coming for him to take him back from where he came from.. (I'm also making part 5 soon!)
