The boy who cried death

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ME:ERIC STOP PLEASE STOP
ERIC:NO YOU SAID I GOT TO CHOSE THE GAME
ME:YES BUT YOU DECIDED HIDE AND GO SEEK NOT HIDE AND GO STAB
NARRATOR:WE WHERE 3 WHEN THAT HAPPENED SURPRISINGLY HE LIKED DEATH AT THAT AGE WE ALL WAITED FOR THAT SILLY LITTLE AREA TO FALL OUT OF HIS MIND WELL IT NEVER HAPPENED
13 YEARS LATER
NARRATOR:3 KIDS HANGING OUT WALKING DOWN A ALLY IN CANADA FORT FRANCES ONTARIO.
ERIC:HEY GUYS WE SHOULD GO BACK TO MY HOUSE I GOT SOMETHING TO DO
SHAWN:WHAT DO YOU WANT TO DO AT YOUR HOUSE?
ME:YEAH AND PLEASE DONT TELL ME ITS YOUR BONE COLLECTION?
ERIC:FINE THEN I WONT TELL YOU
SHAWN:GOOD GOD I THOUGHT YOU HOT OUT OF THAT HABIT OF KILLING ANIMALS AND SUCH
ERIC:ITS NOT A HABIT ITS JUST MY WAU OF LIFE
SHAWN:REALY YOU HAVE TO STOP!
NARRATOR:SHAWN TOOK A PUNCH AT ERIC SHAWN HIT ERIC IN THE FACE
ERIC:YOU WILL LIVE TO REGRET THAT ACTULY NO, NO YOU WONT
NARRATOR:ERIC PULLED A KNIFE FROM HE SLEVE AND STABED SHAWN IN THE CHEST PROBABLY HITING HIS HEART WITH ALL THE KNOWLEDGE ERIC KNOWS OF GUTTING AND STABBING
ERIC:HE STARTED IT NOW HELP ME CLEAN THIS UP OR YOUR NEXT
ME:NO
ERIC:HURRY UP IM NOT PLAYING GAMES, WELL MABY OF COURSE HIDE AND GO STAB AHH NEVER GETS OLD
NARRATOR:I RAN OUT IN THE MIDDLE OF THE STREET TRYING TO FIND SOMEONE TO HELP ME INSTEAD I GOT HIT BY A CAR

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