Chapter 3

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     I sat in my room listening to Katy Perry and scribbling on white paper. I was bored without school and bored without my friends for seven hours. I was in the middle of drawing a fish when I got the best idea ever. Miss Crandall was going to get what she deserves. I smirked evily.

    If I was going to be here alone for a week I have to use the time wisely. Planning, making, and striking. I ripped thay paper out and started planning out my actions. Hmm.... she likes stuff that smells bad. That could be helpful.

    I ran downstairs and opened the cupboards. I pulled out an onion. I opened up the fridge and pulled out pickles, mustard, tuna fish, mayo, cheese, and a carrot.

   I chopped the onion into bits, sliced the pickles and cheese, and made the carrot tiny. I mixed it all in the bowl with the tuna, mustard, and mayo. I tossed it all in the blender and made a 'smoothie'. It reaked like garbage. Garbage! I ran to the trash can and pulled out the can of old potatoes that had a blanket of mold covering it. I threw it into the blender along with the rest of it.

   I held my puke in as I poured the gunk into a tupperware dish. I grabbed the old funnel and got a pack of water balloons. I put the small end of the funnel in the hole of the balloon. I poured the gunk into the balloons. I piled the balloons into a bow and took the box to my car.

    I drove to Crabby Crandall's house. I grabbed the box and carried it to the front of her house. It was old, like her. I sat the box down in the grass and held a balloon in my hand. I threw them at the house. At the windows, the door, and the chipped paint on the siding.

   It smelled so bad I had to run to my car. First mission, complete.

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