Bullets
Toro Out Of Fucking Nowhere.
I stormed off down the long, narrow street, not even knowing where to go. To my surprise, I skipped the woods, where I would normally go when I had the chance. Suddenly, I noticed some large hair in the distance, very similar to Ray's. Hmmm...
Wait... It WAS Ray!
Not knowing where to go, I suddenly darted off into the woods before he could notice me. I soon plummeted into a large tree, fading to black as I suddenly saw the large hair hover over my face.
"F-frank?" I heard an echo from the black. "Frankie?" It was more than just an echo in the blackness... It had an innocent little girl voice... "Frankie?" The little girls voice sounded sweet... And saddened at the same time...
The blackness started to fade. Was I finally awake? As I awoke, I noticed the little girl, pitch black eyes, white dress splattered with blood, and a lollipop grasped in her hands. The area around us looked like hell... That's exactly what it was. Fire sprawled out everywhere, dim lighting, all of the hell-like features. I scrambled to my feet, curious and fearful.
I suddenly felt a harsh pain from the back. I turned around, only to find Matt Tuck, Matt Sanders, Brian Haner, Ray Toro, and leading them all, Gerard. They were all behind me, standing in some sort of V formation, all with knives in their hands. All except Gerard. That would explain the harsh pain in my back.
They all started stepping towards me, making me fear the end. I didn't want to die this way, nor did I want to live to see the end of this.
"No!" I shouted as they all lunged towards me on Gerard's command. "No!" I shielded myself, suddenly noticing a bright sun through the gap in my arms.
Ray gave me a suspicious look. "A-are you ok, Frank?"
"What do you mean?" I asked, moving my arms from out of my face.
"You were squirming like a bug, screaming 'no' and shielding yourself..."
"O-oh. That." I slowly climbed back to my seat, dusting the dirt off my black Metallica shirt. "Well, I should get going now..."
I began to walk back to my house, suddenly being dragged back by Ray, getting slammed to a tree.
"He hates you..."
Wait... It WAS Ray!
Not knowing where to go, I suddenly darted off into the woods before he could notice me. I soon plummeted into a large tree, fading to black as I suddenly saw the large hair hover over my face.
"F-frank?" I heard an echo from the black. "Frankie?" It was more than just an echo in the blackness... It had an innocent little girl voice... "Frankie?" The little girls voice sounded sweet... And saddened at the same time...
The blackness started to fade. Was I finally awake? As I awoke, I noticed the little girl, pitch black eyes, white dress splattered with blood, and a lollipop grasped in her hands. The area around us looked like hell... That's exactly what it was. Fire sprawled out everywhere, dim lighting, all of the hell-like features. I scrambled to my feet, curious and fearful.
I suddenly felt a harsh pain from the back. I turned around, only to find Matt Tuck, Matt Sanders, Brian Haner, Ray Toro, and leading them all, Gerard. They were all behind me, standing in some sort of V formation, all with knives in their hands. All except Gerard. That would explain the harsh pain in my back.
They all started stepping towards me, making me fear the end. I didn't want to die this way, nor did I want to live to see the end of this.
"No!" I shouted as they all lunged towards me on Gerard's command. "No!" I shielded myself, suddenly noticing a bright sun through the gap in my arms.
Ray gave me a suspicious look. "A-are you ok, Frank?"
"What do you mean?" I asked, moving my arms from out of my face.
"You were squirming like a bug, screaming 'no' and shielding yourself..."
"O-oh. That." I slowly climbed back to my seat, dusting the dirt off my black Metallica shirt. "Well, I should get going now..."
I began to walk back to my house, suddenly being dragged back by Ray, getting slammed to a tree.
"He hates you..."
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