I'll be telling you guys a story which is epical yet horrible at the same time. It's far too shocking to tell you in one post, so for your dear convenience, I will be splitting this post into two parts, or as I prefer to call them, 'chapters'.
Sometime, I must've dozed off because I woke up on a king-sized bed with French pink sheets, a thick, cream blanket with dainty lace sides, and a sore neck. Where the heck was I? This place looked quite familiar. I raced through the door & into the hallway, where I found myself the bathroom. I rubbed my neck with some sorta ointment that was labeled 'Neck Cream'. How..original. It didn't help, but it did make my neck smell like apple pie for the rest of the day. I heard a sound, kind of like door opening gently (otherwise known as 'creeeeek') & I screamed. I didn't know what was gonna happen! In the mirror, I saw Lissie with tremendous eye bags & a man with a camera shooting her while brushing her teeth. I'm at the Bonebell's house!
Stay tuned for chapter two. ;]
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