Answer:
The rest of my story
Explanation:
After about an hour or two, the phone rang and Charlee answered it and after about two minutes of silence Charlee said: “Ok thanks I will let you know after our talk.” Jackson ran out of the house and to Carter’s house (his best friend). He knocked on the door and when no one came to the door he knocked louder and louder until Carter’s mom came to the door. Jackson said, “Is Carter there I need to talk to him.” Carter’s mom nodded her head and pointed to Carter’s room. Before Jackson went into his room he knocked and said: “Can I come in?” Carter said “Sure.” Jackson sat down on his bed and he put his chin in his hands and said: “I have done something so terrible and I need help.”
Carter then said, “Hey I’m here if you ever need me.” Jackson said “Yeah I know. That’s why I always come to you.” They smiled at each other and Carter then said: “But I really need to know what you did so horribly wrong.” Jackson looked up and said “Ok but you have to promise not to tell anyone.” Carter said, “Ok I promise.” Jackson then told him the story about what had happened during the day and when Jackson got done telling the story Carter was spellbound and said, “Dude, what are you going to do?” Jackson replied with a sigh and said, “I don’t know what to do. That’s why I came to you so you could help me. You can, can’t you?” Carter then was the one who needed to sigh and he said: “I don’t k...”
Jackson cut him off before he was finished and he said, “Fine I’ll do it myself.” Carter said, “Yeah, and what’s that?” And Jackson said, “First I have to get rid of him.” He pointed to across the road to his house and Carter was like “Ok but don’t say I didn’t tell you.” Jackson said, “Thanks anyway for Nothing.” Jackson then ran across the road without looking and a truck almost ran him over Jackson then flipped the truck driver the middle finger and said, “HEY WATCH WHERE YOUR GOING.”
When Jackson went back to his house he went to the drawer and found a kitchen knife and he went to find his dad when he couldn’t find him he then went to his room to lay down and he put the knife under his pillow and that was when he heard the loud banging on the door. He went to the door and that was when the 4 people came bursting through the door and put him in a chokehold and dragged him out the door and threw him in the back of the dark blue van.
This is all I have wrote. Hope this helps and hope you win!!
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I seriously wrote down the first word that came to mind....and BOOM. This is what happened lol. It sounds like some messed up news announcement Imao.
I hope this was something you were looking for, and it helped in some sort of way lol.
Not Waving but Drowning Theme of Death. You'd think that there couldn't be a clearer distinction than the one between life and death, but "Not Waving but Drowning" goes out of its way to muddy the water, so to speak. The focus, after all, is a talking corpse who just won't shut up even though the living can't hear him.
