Hey Marco....

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After that stupid fountain thing I came home. I didn't really see why my friends think that fountain is just so great, it's just some concrete and water. It holds no value except a bunch of coins, which is sad considering people have worked for their money, and they waste a part of it for some petty wish that won't even come true, I just don't understand. At least it wasn't my money.
Anyway, I don't know where my mom is, and I have no clue where my brother is. Great. "Hello?! Anybody home?" I hear a noise in the kitchen and walk towards it "mom? It's me, I'm home." I wait a minute and listen. No reply, just more movement and now whispers which aren't my mom's....I grab onto this closest thing I find, which happened to be a candlestick..
Wait when did we get these?
*clunk*
Crap I dropped it..

"Yo Marco you hear that?"

Oh chimichangas chubby cousin, who the hêll is Marco

"Yeah lets go check it out"
Well great, I've watched those stupid horror movies I'm gunna freaking die today RIP June RIP! Holy Hugo I hear them coming... I really don't wanna meet Marco today.
Wait Marco? As in like Marco pollo? Oh my lordie me! Crap I hear noises again. By this point I'm hiding in a closet still terrified I'm gunna die and then I hear

"Marco!?"

And my dumb self has no filter so I reply "POLLO!" And then I meet Marco.

"Hey... please don't kill me"

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Yooooo its been awhile boo!
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Oh, by the way I didn't edit so have fun with that lol
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