No one has ever been in an empty room

No one has ever been in an empty room

No one has ever seen nothing

That would mean you saw something, assuming you can see. See?" "It's a double negative," she said in spite of herself. She couldn't not say anything.

She wouldn't not feel the pain caused by egregious grammatical errors. She didn't not carry her copy of 'Punctuation Done Right!' in her pocket so she could argue the toss with

chronic ne'er-do-wells with positive attitudes and not unnegative language skills. That was, until she met Kieran, whom she couldn't help but not dislike. He spoke with his skatebo

ard under his arm, in the mumbling tones of an uneducated semi-literate skater boi. She decided to walk away from the encounter but Kieran grabbed her arm

and she handed him his in 23 pieces. She didn't know what had just happened. The skater boi, Kieran, was dragging himself away from her with only one hand. Nobody else was around.

The only thing she could hear was Kieran's whimpering as he dragged himself away from her on 1 arm because she had broken the other 1 into 23 pieces. He was terrified of her.

Clawing away for his life with his one good arm,he never should have challenged a master of all 36 Chambers. That was his first and last mistake: thinking she could be fucked with.