The Day My Life Began

Home Sweet Home

My eyes suddenly opened. I was sitting in the school library and there was only one other person inside. What just happened?

"Morgan," A nearby voice asked.

Looking at the other person, I realized it was that Bellingham girl. What was she doing in here? She looked just the same as before. Her straight caramel hair went past her shoulders, her dark green eyes were looking down on me with curiosity. She was wearing a black tank top with a black and dark gray striped cardigan. She was wearing her favorite jeans with cuts around the knee. I'm guessing they were her favorite, she wore them all the time.

Right now, Bellingham was looking down on me with a mixture of confusion and concern.

"It is Morgan right?" Bellingham asked.

"Yeah," I said quickly.

Jumping for maybe... eighteen hours. What had caused me to come back, especially from a Pull?

Getting off the library ground, I felt a hand grab my arm. When I looked up at Bellingham I remembered what I had thought last.

I was actually starting to miss Bellingham.

Standing up, I reached down and grabbed my backpack and my phone. That can't be what brought me back. Maybe the Story just wanted me to finish the episode. Yeah. That's was it.

"My name is Caroline, thanks for asking." Bellingham said sarcastically.

"I didn't ask. I didn't want to know. Goodbye." I said shortly.

I walked around Bellingham and began my way towards my mom and her car. I needed to do some research.

==DMLB==

The minute I got home, I ran upstairs and to my TV. I had to do research on MLP:FIM just after the SSC.

Of course, then I had to get Darcy from whoever she was killing this time. Which movie did I leave her in this time?

Darcy Anderson. My twin sister. My purple eyed, straight haired, sister. My murderer of a sister. I met her in Child's Play some forty years ago. It was for me, more like thirty for her. She was... thirty-four years old last I checked.

She was inventive too. She came up with Blood Polish™. Darce had gotten some clear polish and poured blood in it. No one's figured it out, they just think it's a great shade of red.

Don't tell her I told you this...but she has a huge crush on: Andy Barclay!

I know! She almost murdered him once, I think that's the day she started liking him.

I remember! I left her 'Scream'! I wonder how she's doing.

==DMLB==

Darcy Anderson

These bitches get dumber with each movie I go in. Mickey, that guy was easier to kill than I thought. You would think they would try harder to protect themselves. Same for that Loomis chick.

I was dressed as Ghostface, closing in on Sidney.

"Who are you?!" She cried.

"Someone you'll never get to know." A voice said from behind me.

Turning back, I saw a familiar face standing a ways from me. Morgan, always the good doer.

"Sidney, run!" Morgan shouted. She ran up to me. I gave chase.

We ran like this for a minute or so. It ended when I reached.

"You always ruin my fun." I told her, standing in front of a window.