Dream
"Heather...Heather....my child, wake up!" Heather woke up, in a cemetary. "Oh gracious, my child, you've woken up!".
"wh, who are you?"
"Why my child, I am your great great great great great great grandmother, Beatrice Thorn!".
Heather stared at the woman for minute, like she was crazy.
"Please, my child! Come here, you have been hurt!"
Beatrice tried to grab Heather, but she slipped out of her hands.
"Get away from me, you sleezy hag!"
"Why must you act like this!? So crude, so...so...ugh!" Beatrice grabbed Heather and threw her down a hole, a dug grave that was awaiting.
"Oh...my poor Damien....how bad you must feel...having to live with... the other one".
"Ahhhhh!"
Heather woke up in her bed, screaming. She sat up, still breathing heavy. She could hear her own coração pound like a drum. "Heather? why are you screaming?" said Damien in her room doorway. "I'm sorry that I woke you, Damien, go back to sleep".
"But why did you scream? did you have a bad dream?"
"...yes, Damien. Now do what i toldyou to and go back to sleep!"
Damien walked out of Heather's room. Heather continued to sit up, listening to the sounds in the empty, dark house. It was so quite, that she could even hear Damien walking down the hall to get back to his room. Heather looked at the clock. 5:00 am, it was early. She then finnaly disided to lay back down and go to sleep.
Heather awoke once again at 10:00 am. She got out of cama and walked down the stairs to the kitchen. Elizibeth, the Nanny was making them bacon, toucinho and eggs. "It smell's delicious, lizzy" said Heather. "Thank you, Heather" she said.
"Hey, Heather?" said Damien
"yeah?"
"Did you get one of those ancestor web sites and track our family back?"
"No, why?"
"Heather, when I passed your room last night to get a drink of water, I heard you mumbling a name, Beatrice Thorn.
"So?"
"Heather, I got on the computer and searched that name....I came up with our great great great great great great grandma!"
"heather stared at her brother wide-eyed for a few seconds, then just figured that it was one of his jokes.
Heather and damien sat at the cozinha counter and awaited their breakfist. "I know that beatrice exsists...there were pictures of her.." wispered Damien. "Just shut i-"
"Here's breakfist kids!" Elizibeth said walking in with two plates of bacon, toucinho and eggs. "look at your plate..Heather" said Damien with an evil expression on his face. Heather looked down to see the normal smiley face that Elizibeth would make, exsept Damien had "reagranged" it to look like a mad face staring at her. "nice work, Damien devil head" said Heather.
"Look at her, insluting him! I will punish her deeply!"
"But how, Beatrice?"
"I told you once and I will tell you again: I gypsy as you can see. I will mix my juices, and soon I will find the perfect concoction to exterminate that devil girl....my poor poor Damien..."
"Please, tell me why you must play faverites?
"They're my great great great great great great grand children, I should be able to pick a favorito just as anyone would. I, my friend picked the one that is highly innocent....
3:00 pm
Heather walked out of school, her 'friends' following behind. They searched the parking lot for any people still left. They saw Cody, airing up his bike tires. "Hey Cody!' they yelled. Cody dropped the air bomba and tried to get on his bike. But the girls surrounded him. "what do you want!? I didn't do anything to you!" he yelled. "Guess what, Cody. We're bored. The pool's still open, you know what that mean's".
"No, no! you can't throw me in, I have to pick up my sister!".
The girls pushed him to the pool, where they pushed him in. Cody floated to the top, then swam to the side of the pool, he wasn't mad....just sad, sad that Heather had to be so mean.
"oh no, Cody, your not done yet!" Heather said.
"wait! wahhhhh?"
The girls went to the storage room for the pool where they found a rather large deflated raft. They rapped Cody up in it, and Heather lead the group of grils to a dumpster, where thye dumped Cody into the waste of the school cafiteria.
As the girls walked off, Heather snickered.
"what's with the giggleing?" asked a blonde in the group.
"yesterday was sloppy joe day!" yelled Heather Everyone laughed.
5:00 pm
"Cody?.......Cooody?......."
Cody woke up in the dumpster, covered in sloppy joe. "cody?......"
Sophie found her brother in the dumpster. "god, cody....you get bullied mais than that kid who eats crayons in class". Cody watched, sitting up in the deposito de lixo, lixeira as his sister walked away, ashamed of him.
"That is it! This girl will pay the ultimate punnishment! She will be killed! Die a horrible death! In her own house! I have determened her total fait! She will die tonight!"
"No, Beatrice!! Don't! please! "
"I Gypsy! She will die rather you like it or not, Sophie!"
"I should've never traveled here!"
".....................I gypsy, and what I SAY GOES!".....
Damien walked into his house. "Heather, Heather I got a B+ on my test!". Damien ran up the staircase to the hallways where his and Heather's rooms were. He ran into Heather's room. "Heather I got-" Damien stared at heather's bed, it was red, soaked in blood... "Heather..." he said with tears in his eyes. "He went to the other side of the bed, and saw his sister, dead.
I Gypsy...and what I say goes...
"Heather...Heather....my child, wake up!" Heather woke up, in a cemetary. "Oh gracious, my child, you've woken up!".
"wh, who are you?"
"Why my child, I am your great great great great great great grandmother, Beatrice Thorn!".
Heather stared at the woman for minute, like she was crazy.
"Please, my child! Come here, you have been hurt!"
Beatrice tried to grab Heather, but she slipped out of her hands.
"Get away from me, you sleezy hag!"
"Why must you act like this!? So crude, so...so...ugh!" Beatrice grabbed Heather and threw her down a hole, a dug grave that was awaiting.
"Oh...my poor Damien....how bad you must feel...having to live with... the other one".
"Ahhhhh!"
Heather woke up in her bed, screaming. She sat up, still breathing heavy. She could hear her own coração pound like a drum. "Heather? why are you screaming?" said Damien in her room doorway. "I'm sorry that I woke you, Damien, go back to sleep".
"But why did you scream? did you have a bad dream?"
"...yes, Damien. Now do what i toldyou to and go back to sleep!"
Damien walked out of Heather's room. Heather continued to sit up, listening to the sounds in the empty, dark house. It was so quite, that she could even hear Damien walking down the hall to get back to his room. Heather looked at the clock. 5:00 am, it was early. She then finnaly disided to lay back down and go to sleep.
Heather awoke once again at 10:00 am. She got out of cama and walked down the stairs to the kitchen. Elizibeth, the Nanny was making them bacon, toucinho and eggs. "It smell's delicious, lizzy" said Heather. "Thank you, Heather" she said.
"Hey, Heather?" said Damien
"yeah?"
"Did you get one of those ancestor web sites and track our family back?"
"No, why?"
"Heather, when I passed your room last night to get a drink of water, I heard you mumbling a name, Beatrice Thorn.
"So?"
"Heather, I got on the computer and searched that name....I came up with our great great great great great great grandma!"
"heather stared at her brother wide-eyed for a few seconds, then just figured that it was one of his jokes.
Heather and damien sat at the cozinha counter and awaited their breakfist. "I know that beatrice exsists...there were pictures of her.." wispered Damien. "Just shut i-"
"Here's breakfist kids!" Elizibeth said walking in with two plates of bacon, toucinho and eggs. "look at your plate..Heather" said Damien with an evil expression on his face. Heather looked down to see the normal smiley face that Elizibeth would make, exsept Damien had "reagranged" it to look like a mad face staring at her. "nice work, Damien devil head" said Heather.
"Look at her, insluting him! I will punish her deeply!"
"But how, Beatrice?"
"I told you once and I will tell you again: I gypsy as you can see. I will mix my juices, and soon I will find the perfect concoction to exterminate that devil girl....my poor poor Damien..."
"Please, tell me why you must play faverites?
"They're my great great great great great great grand children, I should be able to pick a favorito just as anyone would. I, my friend picked the one that is highly innocent....
3:00 pm
Heather walked out of school, her 'friends' following behind. They searched the parking lot for any people still left. They saw Cody, airing up his bike tires. "Hey Cody!' they yelled. Cody dropped the air bomba and tried to get on his bike. But the girls surrounded him. "what do you want!? I didn't do anything to you!" he yelled. "Guess what, Cody. We're bored. The pool's still open, you know what that mean's".
"No, no! you can't throw me in, I have to pick up my sister!".
The girls pushed him to the pool, where they pushed him in. Cody floated to the top, then swam to the side of the pool, he wasn't mad....just sad, sad that Heather had to be so mean.
"oh no, Cody, your not done yet!" Heather said.
"wait! wahhhhh?"
The girls went to the storage room for the pool where they found a rather large deflated raft. They rapped Cody up in it, and Heather lead the group of grils to a dumpster, where thye dumped Cody into the waste of the school cafiteria.
As the girls walked off, Heather snickered.
"what's with the giggleing?" asked a blonde in the group.
"yesterday was sloppy joe day!" yelled Heather Everyone laughed.
5:00 pm
"Cody?.......Cooody?......."
Cody woke up in the dumpster, covered in sloppy joe. "cody?......"
Sophie found her brother in the dumpster. "god, cody....you get bullied mais than that kid who eats crayons in class". Cody watched, sitting up in the deposito de lixo, lixeira as his sister walked away, ashamed of him.
"That is it! This girl will pay the ultimate punnishment! She will be killed! Die a horrible death! In her own house! I have determened her total fait! She will die tonight!"
"No, Beatrice!! Don't! please! "
"I Gypsy! She will die rather you like it or not, Sophie!"
"I should've never traveled here!"
".....................I gypsy, and what I SAY GOES!".....
Damien walked into his house. "Heather, Heather I got a B+ on my test!". Damien ran up the staircase to the hallways where his and Heather's rooms were. He ran into Heather's room. "Heather I got-" Damien stared at heather's bed, it was red, soaked in blood... "Heather..." he said with tears in his eyes. "He went to the other side of the bed, and saw his sister, dead.
I Gypsy...and what I say goes...
