il be back with some of it
Well its more of a documentry
FILE ONE, PAGE 1
It was the 15th of August, the day of young Caroline’s birthday. Her parents were thrilled to throw their daughter a party for turning 9. During the party, Caroline noticed a man she never seen before. His figure was tall, and he wore a tux. Yet, he never showed his faced and simply turned around. Caroline became disturbed but not disturbed enough to not have fun. Although, when she went to go ask her mother about the man, the mother did not know what she was talking about. At the end of the party, Caroline had a sleepover, in which two of her friends stayed. They wanted to go walking in the woods while it was still daylight. Her friend, Bella, insisted they rather go early in the morning, and they all agreed on it. The next day, they left as planned. They got deep in the woods when Caroline’s second friend, Aubtry, felt like they were being followed and insisted they go back. Caroline just said to go by herself and that they will be there in a bit. Aubtry was walking back until heavy fog started setting in. She didn’t mind much and kept walking until she heard abnormal footsteps. She started to run until a branch fell out the tree and knocked her out. About 5 minutes later she regained conscience. When she got up, a person shrouded in fog ran by her, with a childish giggling following it. Aubtry turned around to start running again when he was there. It was the tall man from the party. She asked him if he could help her, he responded by holding out his hand. She began to walk to him until his arm start stretching and getting longer. She stopped walking because she became melted as the arm stretched. She could only think of fear and death the closer it got. She couldn’t even will herself to stop looking. He proceeded to pick her up as he vanished into the trees.
And then a skeleton popped out of the closet.
and said your moving with our uncle and your aunt in belair.
ok, il whistle a cab
But it turns out, it isn’t a cab at all! It’s an eight story-tall crustacean from the Protozoic era!
The monster bends down and says, “I need about tree-fiddy.”
then old godzilla was hoppin’ around
Well, that little story i just wrote made me bored, tis be cancled