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POV Diana Penelope Morgan Mary Memma
It was a dark night in the town of Larrymukecashtonbrangelinarydenkellicmattyxgeorgrepetekeycheepefrerardville.... So much suspicious things have happened in the past few weeks. My name is diana Penelope Morgan Mary Memma, but u can call me Stacy.... But let be me get on with the story. I was making my way downtown (*war flashbacks* when I noticed that it was chilly in the air. That's a weird feeling the temperate he was 80 degrees today and now kfs like 15z are you kidding me. I knew something was up.
All of the sudden I feel clammy, dank hands grab my waists. I screamed so loud I swear even Australia could hear me. (I live in America btw)
"AHHHH!!!" I began to regret walking to the store to get the new blood on the dance floor album. OMG THEYRE SO HOT. I felt a blow to the side of my head and everything went blaeck.
Next thing I know I'm tyed to a pole that a stripper would use. I would know bc I'm a really famous pole dancer. I look around to fake in my surroundings. It looks like a giant wearhouse that I'm being held in. There are rats running around everywhere and water drips down from the ceiling. I hear a mehnyiichal laugh. I tun my head and see movement in the shadows. The only thing I can make out in the darkness is the outline of a giant shoe. My heart beat quickens to the point where I almost have a heat atgack. I here the laugh again and turn my head.
"WHAT THE FRICK FRACK DO YOU WANT WITH ME" I yelled at him very louwd.
"I want to eat you..." He grolws. "But first, I must fatten you up.
At this point I'm kind of mad. Like a lot. So I turn my backs in him and kick the FRICK fracking pole. Ouchwch that hurt a lot. I curse out a loud and kick the dang pole again. My foot ball started throbbing with pain and I tried to comfort it. His name is Felipe by the way. The clown started laughing again and left me. I cried myself to sleep and hoped that this was all a dream.
