"Die" I whispered,"Die now". I struck out

"Die" I whispered,"Die now". I struck out with unbelievable force and the knife sunk deep into his chest. Blood followed, like the waterfalls of hatred that pour from our ears when

we hear the cry of lambs. I stabbed repeatedly with my voice rising to a crescendo. "Die, Die DIE!" The rest of the class stared. "Tim can you stop carving the pumpkin and see me?"

But the teacher's joke was cruel. Ted called her out, "Ms. Plankenshwack, I am blind. So no, I can't see you." He plunged his knife into the pumpkin. He carved by brail

le a perfect Kevin Bacon pumpkin head. Ted secretly pocketed the pulp and seeds. He'd need that to exact revenge on Ms. Plankenshwack because she made fun of his blindness.

In the dead of night Ted tapped into her garden & guided by smell found a compost heap near Ms.Plankenshwacks bedroom window. He inserted the six seeds of Kevin Bacons pumpkin head

discovered that it was becoming harder for her to breathe. Her left hand instinctively went to clutching her chest, which unfortunately for her, caused her to

lung to collapse completely. The room began to blur as she hyper-ventilated, eventually fading to darkness. She awoke to a dripping sound, seeming close and yet distant as well

It was the sound of the solution at her bedside drip-dropping into her blood stream, the thing that kept her alive. But, why?I should be awaiting Peter's judgment a those big gates

to determine if I was qualified to visit Jurassic Park. Peter's their obnoxious PR guy. I'd hoped he'd get eaten first, and boy was I write. And last, once the scavengers moved in.