things are actually getting kind of interesting

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kurtis' p.o.v...

holy shit. dolphin mhan is on the floor, dead. i mean, i had my reasons. he wasn't supposed to find those willington murder papers. i payed people to get rid of them. i killed to get rid of them. that really only caused more drama but those expose me and what i have done.

my brain is a mess. i twist things. to make them bad... really bad. but not bad for me, no no no. they help me. like baby gooby. cute baby. right? well.... danny never killed him. i did.

i killed baby gooby.

you are probably thinking right now: the author of this is just throwing random shit in this story cause he's dumb and can't come up with just one plot line. right? well... you're right. BUT! but, like i said, my brain twists things.

only after did i fully get conscious of what i just did. why the hell did you think i was crying at jackie's doorstep for like 2 minutes. i just fucking realize i killed a baby.

and dolphin mhan.. oh dolphin mhan. you where good, i guess. but, i am in love with another. who you may ask? DANNY! yeah. i love him. ever since that kiss i couldn't get my mind off him.

going back to danny, he never killed anyone. he would never hurt a soul. i love him. and that's all i need.. him.

I kILL KIKL DREW!!! yes... then, when danny is crying he will come up to me and cry in my arms. and we will fall in love together and then we can... do it ;).

yes.. good plan.

i open the door to the apartment with a dead mhan (haha see what i did there?!) in it. i start to feel a bit nauseous.. but that's probably because i was just in a room with 2 week old chocolate milk and a dead body. nothing new, tho.

after walking for about 26.5 minutes, i get to drew(eeww) and dannys(yess ;) ) apartment complex.

oh this is gonna be fun.....

OOOOH! and let me tell you one more thing, jackie isn't real. she was another piece of my imagination. cool, right? well back to the story.

oh this is gonna be sooooo fun ;)....

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