It was like nothing she felt before. It was as if nothing around her had felt real. Everything in the room spun and spun and spun, and it only stopped when she closed her eyes again. She kept them closed for a moment, trying to go back to sleep. Last she checked she was going to sleep in her warm comfy bed with a not so warm and comfy cold. Now, she was awake- unfortunately. All she wanted was to go back to sleep and forget about this nausea. Nancy was close to achieving that dream until she heard yelling.
"NANCE" a male's voice yelled from downstairs. She was used to hearing yelling like that when someone was close to becoming a victim to one of plenty of monsters she has encountered. However, this person sounded safe. She thought that until she heard glass break. Nancy quickly got out of bed and started running downstairs. Wait, whose stairs were these?
Once downstairs she stared at the scene unfolding in front of her. There was Steve, Steve Harrington, Steve the hair Harrington, Steve the hair Harrington hair, Steve the hair Harrington hair with hair, Steve the hairy hair Harrington hair with hairy hair on top of hairy hair. Hairy Harrington stood there with a fat baby. Said fat baby was covered with Skippy natural creamy peanut butter spread (no need to stir!). Steve the hairy hair Harrington hair with hairy hair on top of hairy hair looked at Nancy like he was going to cry. "I just bought this Skippy natural creamy peanut butter spread (no need to stir)!".
"Steve-" Nancy said, looking at bigfoot- I mean Steve, "did you kidnap someone's baby and cover it with Skippy natural creamy peanut butter spread (no need to stir)?".
Harry Potter- I mean Steve looked at Nancy a bit offended before doing the sassy mom pose, holding Skippy natural creamy peanut butter spread (no need to stir) covered fat baby at his hip. "Nance" he said, voice filled with confusion, "this is Jaffew, our second youngest son!".
Everywhere you look, everywhere you go
There's a heart (There's a heart), a hand to hold onto.
Everywhere you look, everywhere you go
There's a place, of Somebody who needs you
Everywhere you look.
When you're lost out there and you're all alone,
A light is waiting to carry you home.
Everywhere you look.
YOU ARE READING
Alternent Wheeler
HumorMe and my cousin are Co-writing this to make Nancy's life a live hell! WE HATE HER THE END! GOODY BYE! WE DONT CARE IF YOU DISAGREHEEE WE DONT MIND!
