• Batmannnn.


    She held her breath, biting her toungue, hoping that she'd be okay. There, in front of her, layed the body of her dieing sister. The words left her lips with a chill, "Don't you dare leave me." Her breath was visable in the air. She could feel no more pain, for she was numb from the cold room. She grabbed the dead body, pulling it close, wiping her icy tears on it. She felt anger, and everything.. A smash of the window broke the silence between her and the body. "NANANANANANA BATMAN " Screamed the fatman in a batman costume, making her grandma shuttered because of the rude awakening. "SHUT THE ******** UP GRANDMA." Screamed the mourning sister. "WHAT THE HELL? " Yelled the fatman. "I THOUGHT THIS WAS A CONVENTION. THIS ISN'T THOUGH. IT'S A DEAD LADY, A CREEPY, FREAKY OLD LADY, AND A FREAKIN' STUPID a** TEENAGER." He blazed with anger.. "Maybe if you keep being mad, you'll burn off the fat." She stated. Her grandma started screaming. "FOR THE LAST TIME, SHUT THE ******** UP AND DRINK YOUR PRUNE JUICE GRANDMA!" Her Grandma gave a glare in the sister's direction. "Don't make me get that cane your uncle walked around with. You know what I'll do with it.... I'll bend it to show you just how strong I am.." The Sister glared back, "That or you'll break your arms in the process you dirty old bag."
    The 'dead' body sat up, her eyes filled with hatred. She walked to the center of the room, and gave an evil grin. Her hands then lit with fire. "... Anyone know where I can make some toast around here...?"
    "PSH. I'M LEAVING ." Said the fatman, trying to climb back out the window, though he was too fat, he continued trying, and by the time he was done, he had managed to escape, only taking SOME of the wall with him.