Sheila GONE

GONE subjects

Ok now, I'm tired of something, really tired. The fourth post from that girl, Laura, just posted today, and she was STILL trying to find whoever sent her. Of course, I'm not answering back at her because then she'll be mad at me, so I'm deleting all of her posts. Well, maybe not the first one because then this story won't make sense.

But before I deleted the fourth post that Laura did, something that I never wanted to see again because I wanted to forget about Sheila, I saw something in the post. I stopped and read it:

Hi there, I'm Mr.GONE, and I have something to say. I have posted this for years but if you see a girl named Sheila Dawn, who got lost 70 years ago. Well, I don't know what she looks like but here's the last known picture of her.

He then showed what Sheila looked like, and then it shocked me: This person must've known where she was, but I was DYING to know her backstory. I knew where I sent the computer chip where she was located, and I could just ask for it back, but first I HAD to hear the backstory. Mr. GONE sent a link to his email, so I then wrote to him: Hi, I'm Tyler and I know where she is.

A few minutes later, after I was doing some homework in my dorm, I heard him answer back.

Hello Tyler, as you know, I'm Mr. GONE

I then answered: Look, I WILL give you Sheila back to you. On one condition

I waited for him to answer and expected it to be a few minutes, but he answered right away

What's that?

To tell me how she got lost? Because I was in a whole mess with her, and I would like to know how it all started. So tell me how, and then I'll hand her over.

All right fine Tyler, I'll tell you but you gotta promise me that you'll hand her over after

I didn't know why he was acting like this. I mean, is this gonna be one of those stories where I don't? I don't know and honestly, I don't CARE about Sheila anymore, so I answered: Yes Mr. GONE. Now tell me, please.

Fine. This started a LONG, long time ago. During WW2, I was kidnapped because I was a brilliant scientist. After the war, I was released but got kidnapped again by the Soviets in 1947. I was held there for years. In 1955, they wanted me to do an experiment on children where I would create a ray-gun machine and then shoot it at them. The result was that the children would grow into adults. I then had to kidnap five children, on which I created the machine.

To hide my tracks, I put all the children on "Risky Chances", you know that game that came back to everyone, but I realized that it wasn't a good idea and then deleted them from the website when it arose in 2009. But I must've forgotten to erase Sheila Dawn, that girl who survived the experiment. All the other children died, but since Sheila had a mental disorder, she survived. Then, it got crazy.

Somehow we found out that her body was dead, but her soul remained, and she still had her rich clothes on. But the strangest thing was that she had fire powers from her hands. She could shoot powerful balls of fire, which could destroy things in seconds.

Sheila got so angry at me that she burned up my lab and tried to kill me. I survived thankfully but she fled out somewhere. And that was the last of her. Now, Tyler, you promised her back.

I gasped at the story. No, no. She cannot go back. HE killed her, and it's HIS fault, HIS fault that Ron and Darry are dead. It's HIS fault that I got in this mess and that this chip is sent to Laura. I don't want to send her. No, no. I feel too bad. She died because of him.

So I wrote: No

GIVE her to me, NOW

Now I was getting mad. Man, I will NOT give Sheila to him. It's like giving a dead body to its murderer. So I wrote: What will you do?

I'll find out where you live Tyler and then, then kill you. You promised me. So do it.

No

You know that I'm a good tracker. I'll track where you are and then kill you when you least expect it. And the police won't believe you

Then I got less nervous. I'm in a college dorm and of course, he can't go there, so I typed back: I'm in a college dorm. You can't kill me.

I then laughed because he thought that I'M locked out, but HE is really.

I'll sneak in when no one notices and stab you when you least expect it. That's my specialty. So give Sheila over or die

Then I decided what I would do, call that girl Laura. Maybe she'll know what to do. And she does have the chip, so possibly I'll just heave the mess to HER and let HER deal with this because I gotta get back to my studies, and besides, I already did heave the problem to her by giving her the chip.

So that's what I wrote to him, I told him about Laura and that he could even call her to prove that she really DOES have Sheila. I don't.