So after that night I didn't know what to do. I just felt like throwing that thing from the window. It was like a nightmare all night hearing my grampas sound oooo it was horrible I wish that never happened. So I decided to take it to my science professor called Chris the next day.
Hi Louie how are u he said while sitting in his lab having a nice time
I'm fine what about you. I replied
Not much he said as like he was texting somebody.
I handed him the bullet and he said oooo what might this be ?
From when he said that I knew it was special. And if I let him examine it he won't let me see it ever again so I decide not to. I pushed him and took it. I felt bad he was my favorite elementary teacher back then so I said sorry but I have to do this.
I snatched the bullet and ran home.
I started scurring as fast as i could just like a lion with two broken legs. I run out of 99% of my oxygen when i got home and if i didnt drink water nobody knows what could of happen to me.
I stare at that bullet for minutes than i knew it.
Well not excatly but then i heard a knock on the door.........
Bam bomm ding tring. The sound clear my mind. I look from my window and their was chris with a gang. Now my science teacher was turning evil. I had to destroy it. It was turning trouble into me. I carried it and was about to melt it with my iron thingymageni well what ever it was like a tool that melts iron, until a paper falls off my closet
All my attention went to the paper and it was what i thought. A paper from the present box my grampa gave me. It read
. . . . . Dear young learner,
You have your hands on the most valuable piece of something in the world. And you must take care of it. This thing belonged to a war general who was my master. He was a persin nobody can defeaht unless killed by his own power. He had the power to defeat the world with just that bullet. Just put it in a gun and there you go. You must use this wisely or it could cause a total mess. And trust me that mess is nothing what you think. First starting with family and ending with you. Thats all i got to say.
take care
somebody you dont know
My mind omg i didnt know what to start with. Power, family, wreck, diaster all these words were fighting with my mind. Their was a diaster all running through my mind. I had to hide it or ever thing would be ruin
sling bam A sniper bullt hit louies head with the reaction of blood and horror.
It was good and luck that it only skimmed his head and just a minnor cut but what was it a bullet. He saw it in the corner. It was a capsule with a message inside. He threw it on the wall while blood still cover his floor. He ran to the sink and washed it and wrapped it with something for cuts.
He went back were the capsule has shattered to glass and it had not olny a paper but a liquid. And i knew what it was. Nitrogen mixed with bad chemicals. I knew that just by feeling the crispy paper.
We learned that nitrogen had a funny look and would turn stuff hard or crispy.
They tried to turn my body soild so i would not move or die.
I had to do something before worst stuff would happen and it would be to late. I ran to my best freind mookie. A fat chubby 13 year old and told him the story.
A bullet. . . . . Diasetr. . . . . . . . . . . . .. . . . . .. . .. . Horror. . . Blah. . . . . . . . Bla. . . . . . . .. . Capsule . .. . . . . Message and you know what i said.
Umm i see he said.
What. . . I replied
Your trying to ask me to go to dunkin donuts then kfc let go yay. He said cheerfully.
Omg mookie why do you allways have to think about food but still you have a point dunkin donuts would be nice with a cheese double mac.
We were going there when i started explaining everything even more. We got there when i say
Enter mookie first
There is no answer. I look around and he is gone. Where is here. No another problem. . .
