heaRtkiLLer

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2010-09-24 03:57:08 (UTC)

Freedle

I slept in my car one night with Britan his friend and two
of our cousins Torin and Demi. The car was huge. It was
pretty much a house. I was lying in a bunk bed but I don't
remember if I was on top or bottom. Britan and his friend
came in. Torin and Demi were already there. Britan and his
friend decided to play video games where I was sleeping. I
moved from either the top or bottom bunk to the opposite
one. I told on them to my mother although nothing
happened. I just moved to a different room. Change. The
car was now just a car and everyone was still there. I was
listening to music on the radio from the back seat with
one hand on my hidden gun ready for action. Beautiful by
Eminem started to play. Torin saw something. I thought it
was a person and got ready to draw my weapon when an
explosion went off outside the driver side of the car
which was the side I was on. It was just a firecracker but
we didn't know that. We all got out and ran except for
Britan. Outside I saw that we were at my old apartment. I
went back for Britan but before I got there the car
exploded although there was no damage and it only started
on fire. I thought Britan was dead and started to cry.
Soon I saw him crawl out from inside the front hood. I
went to tell mom and Bob what happened. Immediately they
said it was Freedle. He was some sort of criminal. Mom was
taking notes in her tiny notebook. Inside our house it
looked like a museum. There were swords and things
displayed all over. I saw that Bobs phone, which was on the
floor, had a message. I told him then noticed that I also
had a message on mine. I played it. It was nonsense. I
just heard the word sandwhich. Bobs was just as ridiculous
but when you played them at the same time it made sense. I
don't remember it but when it was over Freedle came. I saw
him through a panel in the ceiling in one corner of the
kitchen. He looked just like Sqweegle from Level 26: Dark
Origins. He attacked me but I wasn't harmed. I started to
chase him around our house. We fought using some of the
swords and wooden sticks that were on display. Bob started
to throw these arrows at him. I threw a few as well. The
arrowheads were on backwards and were made of foam.
Apparently Bob had wanted to show these to Freedle and
even invited him over to see.




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