Assassingirl242 here,
COMMENT!!!!!!!!
~ keep smiling
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I breathed heavily. I just fought a freaking killer and now he's in my closet. I sighed getting my breath back to normal. Blood from my foot was spread across my room. My foot raised in pain. You know when you step on a tack and your like YOU STUPID IDIOT! WHO WILL- UGHHHHH!! That's what it felt like. Ignoring the pain I limped to the door and opened it. Max stood slung like a little kid. I kissed his head and shout the door behind me before he can look inside. Blood slowly spilled from my foot. Max stared at the floor. He didn't even bother to jump the stairs. Pain still shot up my foot and now traveling to my leg probably to my stomach later when my adrenaline goes down. When we was down stairs my stomach begins to drop. I flinched each time it drops.
"SISSY IS HURT! AND BLOOD IS COMING FROM HER FOOT!!! SISSY'S DYING!!" Max yelled when Ron entered the room with a box in his hand. Mary snapped her head to me and gasp.
"Violet?!" Mary dramatically yelled as though I freaking killed ten people in font of her. Ron looked at me and laughed. You little piece of s-
"Shh...Sissy. Mary will make you live again," His hand touching my hand as he kisses my hand," Dr. Mary will make it all better. Don't cry," I smiled and dramatic gasp.
"Oh no! The light! I see the light!" I joked as Max's face brightened with sadness.
"Dr. Mary we need you now!" Ron glared at me and gave me Can-you-behaved-for-once. Max began to tug on my arm toward Dr. Mary. I walked with him and just smile. My foot felt like I'm walking on hot rocks. When Max is freaking out because of a simple foot bleed. That made me feel amazing.
"Max. Can you give your sister a band ad?" Ron commanded. He gave me the stink eye.
"No. It's fine. I will get it," Max nodded but ran upstairs to the bathroom. Ron started buffing up his 'chest'. When he puffs up his chest it makes me think that guys can have really nice boobs. "Where were you yesterday?" I shrugged and looked to the stairs.
"I think Max needs my help," Ron crossed his arms. I rolled my eyes.
"Young lady?" Ron questioned thinking I've lost interests of the conversation. Which he was right.
" I have a firth amendment. I will not speak with out a lawyer."
"VIOLET!" Ron yelled. I walked away from him. Ron frown.I looked down. The pain hurt little but not much. My foot felt numb. I nodded as Ron shook his head. He was talking but I already stop listening. After a few minutes, I knew something wrong. I ran upstairs. My foot aced with pain but I pushed forward. I turned to the bathroom next to my room. I swung open the door. Max looked at me then back to what he was playing with. He was playing with pads.
"Look sissy! Stuffing!" My enter face was red. I laughed. Max was surrounded by open pads. Some pads were ripped open inside while others was still in a square shape. Max kept pulling the wings off. He laughed while throwing stuffing in the air.
"Where on earth did you find those?!" I laughed uncontrollable, as I sat down on the ground.
"I couldn't find the band ads but then I went to your room," Max laughed. I stopped smiling after that."I didn't find anything in there so I went to the bathroom again and," he swallow his spit," then I opened the thingy with the handle! I found this instead. Look it's snowing!" Max yelled. Still throwing the pad stuffing in the air
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Living With Jeff The Killer
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