Hello, My Name Is: Death
Volume Two
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[TWO]
"WHAT!?" A deep voice called, and someone ran to the stairs and looked up at us. "Ahhh...my target Cydnee." He had a smile on his face, and he looked creepy.
"Let go of me tu jerk!" I dicho and Haus laughed.
"When will tu learn?" Tabra asked me and started down the steps.
"LET ME GO!" I shouted and struggeled, but his grip tightened.
"Nice to see tu again, Tabra." Haus said. "I knew you'd return."
"Well, once I noticed my friend Cydnee here was a target I had to help out."
"And we are returnally greatfull, no doubt. But, tu quit ten years ago." Haus pointed out. "You dicho tu hated all of our guts, hope we'd die, and that no matter under what circumstances tu would never return."
Uh-oh.
"Yea, I did." Tabra looked at me. "But, Cydnee will just keep running and running until she runs into a dead end, and knowing her tu won't know how long that will be. Can I ask something?"
"Sure," Haus took us through Wal-Mart's basement and I saw three girls making out with three guys, holding some kind of liquor in there hands.
Then I saw him.
The man from the grocery store. He was eyeing me with great curiousity, and then I saw a cuchillo in his hand.
I gulped.
"Did tu do the poison yourself? o was it Rick here?" He pointed to the guy eyeing me with a cuchillo in his hand.
"I made it, Rick planted it. The rest of the house is rigged por the way." Haus aimed those words at me, I knew it.
"How?" I asked, trying to sound afraid.
"Well, once tu sit on the computer chair, cuffs cuff tu down and set off an alarm for us. Your ducha, ducha de rains knock-out gas. And once tu fall asleep, your alarm clock beeps and a cage falls ontop of you, sending an alarm to us. The poison is deadly, if consumed all the way, but four bites o less will do the trick of knocking-you out, and the floor is touch sensative. Once your body hit the floor, an-"
"Another alarm, blah blah, I got it." I dicho and he laughed. "You're boring me."
"Well..." He looked at Rick who put the cuchillo to my throat. Crap!
Volume Two
BuffyFaithfan1
_______________________
[TWO]
"WHAT!?" A deep voice called, and someone ran to the stairs and looked up at us. "Ahhh...my target Cydnee." He had a smile on his face, and he looked creepy.
"Let go of me tu jerk!" I dicho and Haus laughed.
"When will tu learn?" Tabra asked me and started down the steps.
"LET ME GO!" I shouted and struggeled, but his grip tightened.
"Nice to see tu again, Tabra." Haus said. "I knew you'd return."
"Well, once I noticed my friend Cydnee here was a target I had to help out."
"And we are returnally greatfull, no doubt. But, tu quit ten years ago." Haus pointed out. "You dicho tu hated all of our guts, hope we'd die, and that no matter under what circumstances tu would never return."
Uh-oh.
"Yea, I did." Tabra looked at me. "But, Cydnee will just keep running and running until she runs into a dead end, and knowing her tu won't know how long that will be. Can I ask something?"
"Sure," Haus took us through Wal-Mart's basement and I saw three girls making out with three guys, holding some kind of liquor in there hands.
Then I saw him.
The man from the grocery store. He was eyeing me with great curiousity, and then I saw a cuchillo in his hand.
I gulped.
"Did tu do the poison yourself? o was it Rick here?" He pointed to the guy eyeing me with a cuchillo in his hand.
"I made it, Rick planted it. The rest of the house is rigged por the way." Haus aimed those words at me, I knew it.
"How?" I asked, trying to sound afraid.
"Well, once tu sit on the computer chair, cuffs cuff tu down and set off an alarm for us. Your ducha, ducha de rains knock-out gas. And once tu fall asleep, your alarm clock beeps and a cage falls ontop of you, sending an alarm to us. The poison is deadly, if consumed all the way, but four bites o less will do the trick of knocking-you out, and the floor is touch sensative. Once your body hit the floor, an-"
"Another alarm, blah blah, I got it." I dicho and he laughed. "You're boring me."
"Well..." He looked at Rick who put the cuchillo to my throat. Crap!
The jet that they flew on to Cali.
That night in Edwards arms I was sobbing. We heard a knock at the door. “Go away” Edward said. “Its me Jacob can I please come in Bella?”. Edward looked at me I just nodded. “Come in” Edward said. He just looked horrible I immediately dicho “sorry”. He dicho it was okay he was fine. He just wanted to see if I was okay and that Nessie wanted to talk to me. I dicho okay. “Momma I'm sorry........I'm sorry tu don't want me” “Now Nessie stop being ridiculous, thats not what I meant I was just......having fun if I knew I would have the most prettiest daughter in the whole inter world I wold have tried with all my might....... Edward go check on Jacob”.Then he left.
