DAMIT CH1

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             The fall leaves fell gracefully off their respective trees as I walked to school dressed like I had just come out of a bad accident. I had the whole slashed neck and random wounds all over my body and trashed clothes. If you guessed it was Halloween, then you were correct. But if you didn't, well thanks for playing.

The houses were decorated in accordance with the traditonal jack o lanterns and spooks. But it didn't really feel like October, more like June. But with leaves falling. Because that would be weird if the leaves weren't at least dying.

It took me two hours to get all the makeup right. Two hours, one of them I could of spent sleeping. But the chance of going to school and scaring the shit out of my friends and classmates is somewhat worth it. And the part about walking into the grocery store across the street... well it's just too hard to resist.

It wasn't until I felt the arm grab my arm I didn't notice it. At first, I thought it was a joke, you know, scare the shit out of someone and put it on Youtube. I turned to see my captor, except there wasn't one. It was just this arm. As I tried to pull away the grip got tighter. I used my other hand to scratch it, hell I even tried biting it.

But thats when the random arm won the tug-a-war.

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If you've ever put your hand at the end of the vacuum nozzle and got you're hand stuck,well think of that, except like ten times worse and all over you're body.

Those crazy physic dudes with the crazy hair couldn't be anymore wrong about the effects of the human body under these conditions. Or the scenario of a person being sucked into by losing a tug-a-war with random arm. And to think these guys are what we have to show for the human race. It's plain terriable to think that one of the youth of Regina has been sucked into a worm hole.

But the nice thing is I popped out through the other side quite quickly, and I landed on some guy in a black coat. From the amount of swearing the dude produced he was pissed that I landed on him, or maybe it was the fact that I bit him a few times.

The thing that's really freaky about his hand is that there's a mouth on it. 'There's a mouth on it?' I thought jumping up and sprinting away. Well trying to sprint away. No, actually unintentionally tackling the dude who helped pull the other dude's arm out. But only after that, did I actually get anywhere.

Well only about 20 feet before the other dude caught me in a tackle. I tried to slither away, but my efforts were stopped. He dragged me up by the arm and I stood up. Remembering the only self defence move I knew. It was one that everyone learns young. A knee connected to the groin of man or boy will cause them great pain.

It worked, but before he fell he punched me in the face. I managed to run another ten feet before his friend knocked me out with a blunt weapon.

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My head throbbed painfully as I rose up on my elbows. I was in a dark room on a bed. There was a pitcher and a bowl on a desk along with a mirror. I swung my legs over the side of the bed I was on before standing up unsteadly.

Swearing under my breath I sat down at the desk and used the water to wash all of the fake blood and makeup I put on. Using the water, I also peeled off the fake wounds and cleaned the real ones. I had a shiner on my right eye from that dude punching my in the eye. Feeling the back of my head I felt a goose egg.

Running my hands through my hair in an attempt to brush it, I put it back into a ponytail. Standing up cautionouly, I made my way to the door. I tried turning the knob. Damn.....

My head was killing me as I stumbled back to my bed. I caught sight of my backpack, remembering that in prepardnes of my period I had stored a bottle of advil. Swallowing the pill dry, I laid down.  I was just going to close my eyes when one of the dudes from earlier burst through.

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