Death Is Just A Myth

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*Sarahs POV*
So after I went home from school and sat in my room. I didn't do much. I was thinking "I wish I could bring Jake back from death." *gasps* MAYBE I CAN. IM CALLING DANNY.

*dial tone*
D- Hello?
S- DANNY. I HAVE. VERY IMPORTANT QUESTION FOR YOU.
D- yeah, what is it?
S- DO YOU HAVE A OUIJA BORED?!
D- why are you yelling?
S- must you question everything? 
D- yes, yes I must.
S- okay so do you have on or not.
D- uh, yeah I think so I'll go look.
~long silence~
D- okay I found one. Why do you need it?
S- well. I was wondering if maybe we could try to contact Jake? 
D- HELL NO!
S- *winy voice* why!!
D- oh I don't know maybe because we are bringing him back from THE FUCKING DEAD.
S- well then.
D- how much do you miss him?
S on a scale of 1-10 about a billion.
D- are you sure about this?
S- yeah why?
D- because when you call out to one of the dead all of them can hear you.
S- and?
D- the person you talk to may act like they are Jake but they could really be like the devil or some shit.
S- well it could also not be.
D- well, I can't argue with that.
S- okay come over at 10:00pm my house.
D- okay.
*dial tone*

YAY I DID IT. 10:00 IS GONNA BE FUN.

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