Chapter 39:

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From the reflection of the glass window I saw a huge spider land on my back, and I hate spiders.I tried desperately to get it off of my back, but I couldn't reach it. 

I couldn't see who but someone swiped it off my shoulder and we all rushed inside. I backed away from the door not looking where I was going still trying to calm down, and still feeling like there was a spider on me. 

I jumped again when I bumped into a solid figure. I turned around scared out of my wits to see Dally looking at me worried and confused, "there was a spider on me" I say grossly. Dally relaxed. 

When I looked at Dally nothing had changed, he still had one tiny bruise on his jaw, but nothing else. I looked around the house to see Darry on the couch sipping a beer perfectly fine too.

I looked back and forth between the two of them making sure what I was seeing was real, and not some form of my made up imagination on what I wanted to be true.

"You didn't kill each other?" I ask breathlessly pointing at the two of them, "nah. Would've been a waste of my time" Darry says taking a sip of his beer smirking into the rim causing his lips to form a weird pattern.

I walk over to Dally and punch him lightly in the arm "I thought I was gonna come here to see a trashed house and a dead you on the ground!" I yell at Dally letting the worry I have been trying to hide shoot out of me like an erupt volcano.

Dally gives his sly smirk and looks over to Darry, "Darry's too weak to kill me" he says smugly, "yeah well I'm not" I say crossing my arms "and if either of you two make me leave when it looks like you could kill all living things on this earth, I will personally kill you" I add in staring the two of them down.

I could see the smiles on some of the gangs face as they watched a tiny squirrel threaten a bull and Godzilla. The gang tried not to laugh as Darry and Dally nodded in agreement.

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Mickey Mouse was honestly growing on me. When I first watched it I thought of it as a stupid annoying TV show that Two had an unhealthy relationship with. The way he would obsess over it and strut his loved one on his shirt was disturbing to me then. But now I have learned to appreciate it. That's till I felt something cold and smooth pouring on my head.

I quickly get up to avoid having the mysterious liquid completely drown me, and I spin around to see who was to blame. 

My eyes furrowed in confusion when I saw no one standing in front of me. I looked behind me and to the sides of me but there was still no one there.

I checked to see if the mysterious liquid was in fact real and I wasn't fading into craziness, but when I felt my head the smooth substance was still dripping down my head and face.

I looked at my hand to see it covered in warm brown liquid what a waste of chocolate milk. 

I was becoming more confused by the second when I could still not find a figure to punch in the face with my chocolate milk covered fist. 

I was about to give up when, that is until I head something crash outside. I grew a smirk on my face as I saw the window I was sitting in front of partly open. I opened the front door, it creaking as it slammed shut, and I walked to the corner where I could here whispers.

"Come on Steve move over a little" I hear in a whispering tone, "I can't I'm about to fall" another whispered voice. I quietly move closer trying to see what's going on with out being seen. 

When I press my body against a wall and stick my neck out like a giraffe looking for leaves I can see the gang standing on a little ledge. They all look uncomfortable trying to keep themselves from falling into the cool dirt. 

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