Carving Pumpkins

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Jameson' POV


The blinding light dissapears and I see a table with pumpkins. *H-* I realize that I can't speak, but a little slide appeared beside me. *My voice don't sound good no more* Well, I guess we can get started on ta pumpkin. *This is te perfect one!* I carve the pumpkin. When i'm done, I feel really tired. Everything started glitching and I felt really angery all of a sudden. Then, it's like someone took over me. I could see what was goin' on, but I couldn't move. Then, as if nothing happened, I had control. *Well thank you, so much for watching tis video. If you liked it, PUNCH that like button in ta face...LIKE A BOSS. And...high fives all 'round. *Wapoosh* *Wapoosh* Well, tank you guys and I will see all you... IN THE NEXT VIDEOOOO!!!!*


Ellena's POV


Jameson is still not home and it is...12:00 am. I guess I'll phone Sean.

(This is Sean and this is Ellena)

Hello?

Where is Jameson? Where is MY Smol Bean?

I don't know. He walked up to the table then dissapeared.

I begin crying.


O-Okay. Thank you. 

I hang up and I lay down. My fiance is gone. Dapper. Smol Boi. I love him...

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