Enoch O'Connor

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"Millard, I don't want to do this!!" Enoch rolls his eyes, and Millard does the same invisibly. 

"Everyone is doing it, and we just did Horace! I want to do you two one after another, since you're together!" Millard exclaims.  

"What... umm..." 

"Come on! We all know you're together!" Millard yells.

"Stop it!" Enoch growls.

"Come on, Enoch! You may have been 30 years older than me in the loop, but we live in 2018 now! I'm literally 4 years older than you now! I know more about love than you, I can tell about these things!" Millard says.

"Newsflash, Millard! I have a boyfriend, and you've never dated anyone in your life! Horace and I are happy, and you're simply lonely! Do you still think you know more about love than me? Hmm?" 

Millard starts laughing. "You just admitted to dating Horace, you know." 

Enoch stares blankly for a second. "Millard, I swear, if you tell anyone..." 

"Alright, I won't tell anyone. The camera was on the whole time, though! Hahaha!" Millard laughs, setting the camera down and running for his life. 

"MILLARD NULLINGS! COME BACK HERE!" Enoch screams as he starts chasing Millar's footsteps. Millard sprints into a room and hides behind something, and waits for Enoch to give up looking for him. Enoch finishes in five minutes, then leaves and walks back to the parlor where they were filming earlier. 

"I figure that if Enoch films this by himself, he'll be more open and less annoyed." Millard whispers, then crawls out of his hiding place. "The perks of being invisible." He mumbles as he creeps to the parlor door, pressing his ear to it. 

"Hi, followers of our stupid YouTube channel! Miss P is making me film my back story, so here goes. This won't take long, don't worry." 

I was four when I found out that I could raise the dead. Well, my parents figured it out, technically. My parents owned a cemetery and crematorium (I think I spelled that wrong!!) so when I went to work with them, which was almost every day, I would see corpses and stuff. Basically, when I was four, our family dog died, and I was really sad, so I tried to bring him back to life. He still had his organs and stuff, since he had just died. I somehow made his heart beat again, and my parents saw. They found out that I could do this, and instantly thought I was some crazy, wicked child. So they shoed me off with nothing and no one. 

I ended up living on the streets of London where we lived for about a week. That's when one night, a lady approached me. She was old, and wearing all black. Little did I know, this would soon be the lady that took care of me for forever. 

The lady told me that she was Miss P, and that I was special, and that she would take care of me. She took me on a ferry back to Cairnholm, and brought me back to the home. Emma was the only other child there, since she arrived there only about a year before me. Which was cool. 

"So... that's really all I have to say about my back story. I hope you enjoyed it, I guess. I'll have Millard post this, even though I don't want him to. So subscribe, I guess. Like, if you want to. Bye." Enoch says lamely, then shuts off the camera. 

He leaves, and Millard runs in quietly and puts the video on the computer and posts it. 

"He actually did it!" He exclaims as the video immediately gets views. "Yes!" He exclaims, waving to us and leaving. 


Hope you enjoyed it! I wrote this one quick, so it might have some mistakes. Sorry if it does. I really just used Enoch's real story and added on a bit, so it was quick. So, yeah! 

Bye :)

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