The Black Widow

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Authors POV:

Days at the camp had gotten worse for the four kids. After the wedding, Joel and Y/N had gotten closer and would meet every night at the lake. They would share stories about family life and other embarrassing memories. Even though they were young, the young boy had started to catch feelings for the lonely depressed girl. Her H/C hair would be shinning in the moonlight as her E/C eyes were fixed on the glistening lake. Y/N was also starting to feel something towards the boy as she found him quite...Amusing? No She only thought of him as a "Friend" or so she thought...

Y/ns POV:

Joel, Pugsley, Wednesday and I were sitting behind the bleachers while Gary and Becky were doing the casting call  for the thanksgiving play. I didn't really listening instead I was reading "Pyscho". All of a sudden I heard a loud gasp from Joel, "I got them!" he said. "Schizoes and Serial Killers. I have almost the whole series, I'm only missing  Jack the ripper and that zodiac guy." I've never seen him so excited over something before.  "But look!" Joel exclaimed again. "The black widow" in his hand was a card with a picture of a lady holding a gun. WAIT, that looks exactly like Debbie. "It might be Debbie." Wednesday says. She seems interested in something for once I thought.  "At least three rich husbands...All dead!" Joel tell us. Maybe he's right, what if Debbie was the black widow.  I could remember hearing Amanda and her bunch all screaming as they got cast as...something. The suddenly I heard heard something terrible, horrid, rancid. something that could make my ears bleed. "And playing Pocahontas... Y/N Addams!"

What! This cant be happening! Oh no...


                              Hello All! I have finally returned!!! I am planning on doing another book                              

Veryyy soon, I just need to get a cast sorted out for it! 

Thanks very much for loving this book and hopefully I plan on having a Book 2??

Aleah :)


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