Yes, I am going to subject you to more writing by 12-year-old Jennie. You might want to read Part One first. Not like it matters. Do whatever you want. I don't care.
The Evil Summer: PART TWO
Chris got out a cot and a bunch of big pillows and heavy blankets.
"OK, Randy!" I said. "Lay down."
"No way, first tell me what's gonna happen." he said.
"Well, you lie on the cot and we cover you up with pillows and blankets. Then we pretend you died and say why we'll miss you. Then your* sopposed* to feel like your* underground. Then a spirit is supposed to come out and we'll ask you questions!" I said.
Randy started laughing and Chris hit him and told him to shut up.
"You have to be serious!" she said.
"OK, I'll try to, but it's kinda stupid." he said.
Chris pushed Randy down onto the cot**. Then she threw a blanket on top of him.
"OK, now everyone sit in a circle" she said.
Chris sat on Randy's left, next to his head. I sat across from her on Randy's right. Bret sat next to Chris and Josh sat next to me. Justin sat at Randy's feet. Chris started talking.
"OK, Randy, take a deep breath. Now let it out slowly. Feel the life leaving your body. Good, now take another breath and let it out. This time feel your heartbeat slowing down." she continued. "I'll miss Randy because he was funny and fun to beat up."
Then Randy said something in a deep voice.
"What did he say?" I asked.
Chris said, "I don't know!" as we both leaned over Randy's face.
"Auughhhh!!" he screamed. Chris and I screamed.
"Randy, you jerk!" I yelled.
"I told you to be serious!" Chris said.
"Great now we have to start all over" Josh said.
Chris covered Randy back up after kicking him in the head two times. Then she started over with the breathing. Next she told everyone to say why they would miss him.
"I don't know what to say. I only see him once a year. I'll miss him because he was funny and acted crazy all the time," I said.
Josh went next. "I'll miss him because he was one of my funniest friends."
"I didn't know him good, but he was great at throwing water balloons at Courtney and Chris!" said Justin.
Bret said, "I'll miss him because he was one of my best friends. He was really cool and loved playing with fire."
Then Chris told us it was time to bury him. We all grabbed 2 pillows each. As we threw them on top of Randy, Chris said, "Your falling deep into the ground, falling farther. Down underground." She said that a few more times and we sat around and watched. Then Chris stopped and told us she was gonna start asking questions.
"What's your name?" Chris asked.
Then a voice answered. It was deep and scratchy. Right then I knew we were in trouble.
"Patrick Oleson" said the voice.
"Partick, how old are you" asked Chris.
"I am 14 years old." Patrick answered.
"Let me ask a question!" Josh said, "Have you ever killed anyone?"
"JOSH!" We all yelled at once.
"What?!"
"Yes, I have," said Patrick. Chris and I looked at each other.
"Oh, my god!" we both whispered. Chris asked, "Are you evil?"
Is Randy/Patrick evil? Do you have any idea who all of these people are? Will Jennie ever figure out the difference between "your" and "you're?***" TUNE IN NEXT TIME FOR . . . The Evil Summer.
*it physically hurts me to not fix all the grammar and spelling errors
**kinky
***Oh oh oh, and by the way, Y-O-U-apostrophe-R-E means 'you are.' Y-O-U-R means 'your!'
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