"Georgie, you bi***, get the fu** out!" Michael said. "What the fu** do you want?" Michael wanted me to get out to get out of his retarded box looking house. "I WANT YOU TO GET OUT OF MY HOUSE!!"
Winds howled outside, rain poured down, and lighting was like a light was flickering. "I'm not going out in the stupid a** weather! I'll kick you out and I'll live here!" I yelled at him. "What the fu** ever Georgie, you'd just cry in a corner." He said, I wanna hit him with a crowbar.
"Your lucky I haven't picked up a crowbar yet." I said. "Oh come on Georgie, you're no fun." He said to me in a sarcastic way, but I know he meant it, he loves to talk in the most sarcastic ways.
"Michael, have you ever felt a crowbar?" "No?"
But then, something happened to Michael, his face went down, then back up so he could tilt it. "HEY GEORGIE, HAVE YOU EVER FELT A C R O W B A R?" He spelt out crowbar. Okay, this might sound a little fake, but if I lied, this would be a 2 chapter story with a 200 word chapter, and a apology chapter for making this fake.
"C R O W B AR?"
"C R O W B A R?"
"C R O W-"
The lights shut off.
"What the motherfu**?" I whispered to myself. Michael turned the lights on, with a smile on his face, laughing at my stupid actions. "What's with you?" He said. "Crow? Bar?" I said. "What do you mean?" He said.
One of his eyes red, and the other black. "Why are your eyes red and black? What the absolute fu**?!" I said. He opened his mouth, and I was in shock, he had 4 rows of SHARP teeth.
"Alright dude, STOP!" I yell. "What's your deal?" He asked me.
I walked out the door, walking in the 30 degree rain. My house was about a block away from Michael's house. So I wouldn't really mind if, when I get home, I can ask mom if we can go to the store and get some candy or something.
PASSING OF TIME: 1 HOUR
When I got home, Mom wasn't there. "MOM?" I yell, I repeated a couple times to see Michael at my house. "What the sh**?" I ran as fast as I could, trying to get to a police department somewhere near me, hoping they would see him chasing me, I heard a couple gun shots behind me, and it was none other, than MICHAEL!
Okay, now I have to really start running. If I don't get to a police department soon, in 10 minutes I'll get hit in the head. I had to think of something, would I have to end him? I looked back, I grabbed the crowbar out of my pocket, and threw it, it sliced his upper body off his lower body.
"It didn't have to be like this." I told myself, picking the crowbar up, blood all over it. I grabbed my phone out of my pocket, Mom texted me about her night shift, I didn't text her back, because eventually we get into an argument because I don't want her to be on the night shift.
I forgot, another kid named Georgie died right at this sewer, I ran away and ran home so the police didn't see me near Michael's body.
PASSING OF TIME: 1 DAY
Mom woke me up this morning, "TIME FOR BREAKFAST!" She yells from the kitchen. My brother Dominic runs out the door for his 8th grade class. I ate the eggs and bacon Mom made for me.
"Georgie, go feed the dogs in the back!" Mom yelled. "OKAY!" I yell.
The dogs were in a frenzy, I saw a blood splatter go over their fence. "Guys, let's come inside." As they walked inside, I told Mom what happened. She grabbed the ladder and looked at the other side, a body with about a couple liters of blood was right there, but know that Mom BELIEVES me, I don't have to worry about it, wait, do I?
My phone buzzed, it said that there was a Civil Emergency. "Sh** mom, it's happening, they're after the UNITED STATES! Wait, that's too dramatic, but something's happening, look at your phone!" She looked at the alert, she looked up at me, and locked the doors and closed the windows.
Our phones started to go in a frenzy, crazier than the dogs, and I think that's IMPOSSIBLE.
Multiple alerts showed up, the government, must be under attack. I think if that much alerts show up, than they must be under attack. The government can't send out that much alerts for a tornado, can they?
Bullets were shot outside, Mom grabbed my crowbar and gave it too me. I held it with all my grip, preparing to swing it. Mom looked at it, noticing blood. "Why's there already blood on your crowbar?" "You don't wanna know mom." She didn't wanna know, so she didn't ask again.
The BACK door was pushed on by one of our enemies, maybe the ONLY ONE.
Ted came through the front door, huffing and puffing. Hey, I wouldn't think he would be there, and I almost let the crowbar out of my hands and slice him, but I caught it before it left my hands.
"Oh my goodness." He said. "Bro, how old are you? 17? You're old enough to swear, you're 1 year younger than me, just say a swear word!"
"Bi***." He says. I showed him the back door, and the stupid dumb clown right there, and then after about a minute of looking at the clown, Mom yelled and blood was coming out of her mouth and eyes faster than anybody could ever think of.
Me and Ted run quickly to the bathroom, and noticed there was nothing in their except an empty box of sleeping pills. We ran to the bedroom and quickly slid under the bed. "We are not getting any sleep tonight Georgie." Ted said.
"My skin burns because the carpet, my carpet burn is gonna kill me." I told him. I still had the crowbar in my hand, and I looked at Ted and then I said, "We're not getting sleep, we're saving our planet."
PASSING OF TIME: 1 HOUR
People are attacking the clown outside, but he's like a video game boss. There was barely anything in the fridge besides an expired carton of milk and a grilled cheese sandwich. I put the grilled cheese in my mouth, and it tasted very cold, but I still tasted the cheese in a warm way.
Ted ate almost everything yesterday. And that's why there was only a grilled cheese in the fridge, but he's in the bathroom because he drank the whole milk carton, and like I said, it's expired.
He threw up about 10 times in a hour.
"YOU GONNA SH** YOURSELF?" I yell.
"NO BI***!" He yelled.
Ted came back with a pale white face. He said he felt better, but that fu***** face does not look like he's better.
"We gotta save the government." I said.
He ended up getting in the upper bunk of the old bunk bed when I was 15. When I looked outside, I was shocked. No chaos, no clown, just one single drop of blood.
But the sewer had LOTS of blood near it, and I think I knew who this clown was, but I couldn't 100% confirm it.
Ted looked at me and said, "Coward."
