Partners in crime
Well you are probably wondering where I am. Lets just say I may or may not just have had my mugshot taken. Yeh turns out Allyson knew all along I was going to kill her. I am so ashamed it actually feels good to be in jail. She beat me up pretty good. I guess you want to know what happened, here's how everything went down.
"Andrew get down here!!" Yelled my mom.
"No, I want to sleep, leave me alone"
"Andrew Smith get down here now."
"I'm coming" I said, as I got out of bed. It took me at least fifteen minutes to shower, get dressed and brush my teeth. When I finally went downstairs, my mom was sitting at the kitchen table reading the newspaper. Allyson was sitting there eating yogurt. Neither of them noticed me.
"Hello to you too." I said sarcastically.
"Stop talking, I'm trying to read," My mom yelled.
"Yeah and I can't even here myself think" Allyson yelled back, as she ran upstairs before I could say anything.
"I love my family," I murmured.
I ate my breakfast and realized I forgot my science book. I went back upstairs to find Allyson sitting on my bed.
"What are you doing here?"
"Nothing much, how about you?"
"It's my room get out!!" I yelled as Allyson left.
When we finally went to school I was so relieved to get away from my family.
"Hey Andrew, did you finish my math homework?" said Andy. Andy, is not the smartest kid at school. He came up to me the other day and asked me if I could do his homework for him. I don't even do my own homework, so this kid is crazy. I handed him his worksheet like I found it. Blank.
"Thanks a lot Andrew."
"Listen I don't know why you asked me to do your homework for you, I barely do my own homework."
"I just thought you could help but that's fine. See you tomorrow"
"Sure"
Andy was very strange, but I liked him. He was fun to be around.
Anyway, it was so hard for me to wait all day I was nervous, anxious and I couldn't stand it anymore. Which is why I decided to kill early, My head really hurt and I needed to get this over with. I ran into her during lunch. and asked her if she could come help me carry some boxes down to the art room. Id Allyson get's to show how strong she is to me, she's in. So it wasn't that hard to make her come with me downstairs. When we got to the art studio, I turned around to face Allyson. I let her go in first. Then I attacked. She dodged my and caught my fist. He back was the only thing I could see. How did she know about this? Did she know, or was she just lucky?
"It's funny you think you're better than me. You really though you would beat me." Her back was still turned, and because of the poor lighting in the room, I couldn't see her face.
"How did you know?" I asked in between breaths, her grip was so strong, I think she broke my hand.
"I'm not dumb, a fourteen year old doesn't have a diary."
"You know..."
"That's not the only thing. I discovered last week that you have mental issues, and you can't think straight. Mom doesn't know, she doesn't care enough. But I do, and let me tell you, your brain is decomposing right now. You might still remember somethings, but if we don't remind you, you won't remember. If you don't trust me, ask the doctor that has been keeping an eye on you the last few days. Oh wait, you don't remember that either do you?"
"Allyson you're lying, I don't believe you, don't joke about things like that. I know my own mother, unlike you, who never had anyone who truly loved you."
"At least I turned out better than you did."
"Look who's laughing now."
"That's it, Andrew stop. Deep inside you don't want to kill me, this isn't you. Please think about this carefully."
"You are scarred of me, aren't you?"
"No, I'm not."
"Then why were trying to prevent me from killing you," Allyson finally turned around. Her face stern, and her body as stiff as a board.
"I wasn't trying to help my situation, I was helping you. Trust me you do not want to do this."
"Really, why not?"
"You'll get hurt."
"I don't think so," I said as I pulled away from her and punched her in the jaw. She didn't even flinch. Now that I look back at this, I probably should of stoped now, but I stubbornly didn't.
"That's cute." Allyson spun me around, punched me in the face, and kicked me in the guts. I fell to the ground right away, unable to do anything. I got up and went to choke her. She caught my hand and kicked my legs out of under me. Unable to catch myself, I fell on my face screaming. While I was on the ground Allyson got her gun out of her bag and held it to my forehead. "You're lucky the Olympics are this year. Otherwise you would of been dead a long time ago. Allyson got a spray paint bottle form a nearby shelf. Just as I finally caught my balance, she swung the metal bottle into my jaw. I think I stoped breathing for a while, then I passed out. But not before hearing her walk down the hallway and up the stairs. When I started moving again, maybe twenty minutes later, I could tell something was wrong. I heard loud footsteps in the hallway. That's when I started to realize that getting out of this one might be a little harder than I thought. Then before leaving the studio I looked into to mirror. I was a mess. My face was covered in blood, I was missing a few teeth, and I had a black eye. My clothes were ripped and were covered in dirt from the floor. I had to duck under caution tape to get out of the art room. When I got out this huge police officer started talking to me. I couldn't hear a single thing, and I didn't want to. I wanted to sleep and get revenge on my sister. I kicked the police officer between his legs, and jogged away. Before I knew I was brown into a police car.
And now, I'm in jail for three years. Then they will take me to a mental hospital...
"Hey, kid"
"Yes???" the voice was coming from the steel door. I looked near the opening and saw a face.
"I'm going to need your diary for evidence. You know, to make sure everything your sister said matches up with what you have to say."
"Hell no. Go away." then door opened and three large, dark figures stepped in, took my diary and left. But I won't have to worry I can blame it all on you. Thank you scapegoat!!!!!!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHA
"Andrew get down here!!" Yelled my mom.
"No, I want to sleep, leave me alone"
"Andrew Smith get down here now."
"I'm coming" I said, as I got out of bed. It took me at least fifteen minutes to shower, get dressed and brush my teeth. When I finally went downstairs, my mom was sitting at the kitchen table reading the newspaper. Allyson was sitting there eating yogurt. Neither of them noticed me.
"Hello to you too." I said sarcastically.
"Stop talking, I'm trying to read," My mom yelled.
"Yeah and I can't even here myself think" Allyson yelled back, as she ran upstairs before I could say anything.
"I love my family," I murmured.
I ate my breakfast and realized I forgot my science book. I went back upstairs to find Allyson sitting on my bed.
"What are you doing here?"
"Nothing much, how about you?"
"It's my room get out!!" I yelled as Allyson left.
When we finally went to school I was so relieved to get away from my family.
"Hey Andrew, did you finish my math homework?" said Andy. Andy, is not the smartest kid at school. He came up to me the other day and asked me if I could do his homework for him. I don't even do my own homework, so this kid is crazy. I handed him his worksheet like I found it. Blank.
"Thanks a lot Andrew."
"Listen I don't know why you asked me to do your homework for you, I barely do my own homework."
"I just thought you could help but that's fine. See you tomorrow"
"Sure"
Andy was very strange, but I liked him. He was fun to be around.
Anyway, it was so hard for me to wait all day I was nervous, anxious and I couldn't stand it anymore. Which is why I decided to kill early, My head really hurt and I needed to get this over with. I ran into her during lunch. and asked her if she could come help me carry some boxes down to the art room. Id Allyson get's to show how strong she is to me, she's in. So it wasn't that hard to make her come with me downstairs. When we got to the art studio, I turned around to face Allyson. I let her go in first. Then I attacked. She dodged my and caught my fist. He back was the only thing I could see. How did she know about this? Did she know, or was she just lucky?
"It's funny you think you're better than me. You really though you would beat me." Her back was still turned, and because of the poor lighting in the room, I couldn't see her face.
"How did you know?" I asked in between breaths, her grip was so strong, I think she broke my hand.
"I'm not dumb, a fourteen year old doesn't have a diary."
"You know..."
"That's not the only thing. I discovered last week that you have mental issues, and you can't think straight. Mom doesn't know, she doesn't care enough. But I do, and let me tell you, your brain is decomposing right now. You might still remember somethings, but if we don't remind you, you won't remember. If you don't trust me, ask the doctor that has been keeping an eye on you the last few days. Oh wait, you don't remember that either do you?"
"Allyson you're lying, I don't believe you, don't joke about things like that. I know my own mother, unlike you, who never had anyone who truly loved you."
"At least I turned out better than you did."
"Look who's laughing now."
"That's it, Andrew stop. Deep inside you don't want to kill me, this isn't you. Please think about this carefully."
"You are scarred of me, aren't you?"
"No, I'm not."
"Then why were trying to prevent me from killing you," Allyson finally turned around. Her face stern, and her body as stiff as a board.
"I wasn't trying to help my situation, I was helping you. Trust me you do not want to do this."
"Really, why not?"
"You'll get hurt."
"I don't think so," I said as I pulled away from her and punched her in the jaw. She didn't even flinch. Now that I look back at this, I probably should of stoped now, but I stubbornly didn't.
"That's cute." Allyson spun me around, punched me in the face, and kicked me in the guts. I fell to the ground right away, unable to do anything. I got up and went to choke her. She caught my hand and kicked my legs out of under me. Unable to catch myself, I fell on my face screaming. While I was on the ground Allyson got her gun out of her bag and held it to my forehead. "You're lucky the Olympics are this year. Otherwise you would of been dead a long time ago. Allyson got a spray paint bottle form a nearby shelf. Just as I finally caught my balance, she swung the metal bottle into my jaw. I think I stoped breathing for a while, then I passed out. But not before hearing her walk down the hallway and up the stairs. When I started moving again, maybe twenty minutes later, I could tell something was wrong. I heard loud footsteps in the hallway. That's when I started to realize that getting out of this one might be a little harder than I thought. Then before leaving the studio I looked into to mirror. I was a mess. My face was covered in blood, I was missing a few teeth, and I had a black eye. My clothes were ripped and were covered in dirt from the floor. I had to duck under caution tape to get out of the art room. When I got out this huge police officer started talking to me. I couldn't hear a single thing, and I didn't want to. I wanted to sleep and get revenge on my sister. I kicked the police officer between his legs, and jogged away. Before I knew I was brown into a police car.
And now, I'm in jail for three years. Then they will take me to a mental hospital...
"Hey, kid"
"Yes???" the voice was coming from the steel door. I looked near the opening and saw a face.
"I'm going to need your diary for evidence. You know, to make sure everything your sister said matches up with what you have to say."
"Hell no. Go away." then door opened and three large, dark figures stepped in, took my diary and left. But I won't have to worry I can blame it all on you. Thank you scapegoat!!!!!!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHA