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lets do a random cuntinue story. ill start and um u guys carry on!!

Cole felt a sweat run down his face as he practiced break dancing. He fell on to the ground at one mess up for 100th times that day and felt like he was starting to get a bruise on his bum. He got up and gave up for the day.

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Megan was at her locker trying to shut it close and was kicking it when the door burst open again. She gave up and took her bag out then closed her locker shut. She was supposed to be working on a English project with Cole and she was late. She ran down the hallway and burst through the front door. She jumped into her silver convertible (her family was really rich) and drove toward the Windsor Ave.

Suddeenly a Reaper sreamed down out of the sky and Cole's corpse was in it's bloody jaws.

um..that dusnt rely make sense..

Megan parked at the 67 Widsor Ave driveway. She walked up the stairs and rang the doorbell. The door opened and Cole was at the doorway. "How come you are late?" "Oh. I was trying to close my locker." Cole rolled his eyes. "Just clean it out tomorrow, and it will be easier for you to close the locker." "I know, just lazy."

Cole died! I just killed him off! Makes it more interesting, y'know.
Besides, it does make sense. She was driving towards the Windsor Ave and found Cole dead in a Reaper's jaws.

With a blood-curdling scream, Megan looked on at her lover's dead body. Seeing the girl, the Reaper fled. Another time...

Megan vowed to get revenge, in the name of Cole.

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cole ran toward the grand canyon and jumped off

~~The Ones... Cole is dead. We left off with Megan wanting to get revenge for Cole. 😬~~

Megan drove home, her eyes streaming. Walking into her father's room, she pulled out the pistol he kept in his drawer and ran out into the garden. All she had to do now was wait.

She stood in the darkness, heart racing, cheeks still wet from recently fallen tears.

The pistol felt uncomfortable in her hands, her palms clammy, shaking...

The darkness around seemed filled with shadows that danced and tormented her, fuelling her imagination, bringing back memories of the dreadful sight. The foul creature, carrying the limp, rended body of her beloved.

An owl hooted in the distance, ominously calling out into the night.

She shivered.

"Megan!"

She screamed and span around, looking for the source of the voice, waving the pistol frantically.

"Megan!"

From above. She looked up onto the roof of her house, the clouds behind it lined with silver by the moon they hid from view. Her mouth dropped open...

Cole stood there, face in a contorted grin... eyes glazed, blood plastering his shirt.

"I'm okay Megan. It's me. I'm going to come down and get you. Don't move...."

Megan's mind and heart were frantic. How, why? This isn't possible.

The clouds sailed by and the moon slid into view in it's silver majesty, loosing it's reflected light onto the world... revealing....

The horrible beast climbing down the wall, its shape was twisted, it wasn't Cole or if it was, he was so distorted from the reaper that...
He turned, the sight was terrible, the light from the moon showed her now that her imagination had taken over.

Cole face was mangled, blood spilling from his mouth. He kept moving, though, and he reached the ground. His skin had turned a pale gray hue, and his eye, a bottomless black.

"Why did you let me die?" He asked, but his voice was not his own. No, thought Megan, it was very different. Cole's voice was sweet, soft as a slight breeze in the spring. This voice was horrible--vile, like a poison in your mouth. It was deep and brassy. Megan's heart dropped. This was not her Cole.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" She found the words spilling from her mouth, even though she knew this couldn't be the real Cole.

Cole advanced on her a few steps.

"No, stay away! Please, stay away!" she cried. "I don't want to hurt you again!" She raised the pistol slightly, poising it at Cole's chest.

"It's too late for that, Megan. Now, you have to face the consequences for what you have done!" Cole approached her a few more steps once more.

"No!" she sobbed, dropping to her knees.

Cole smirked. He had her right where he wanted her...

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Cole's eye grew red as the color of blood and he quickly sprag back ward and jumped in the air quickly striking down on Megan Cole grabbed her pistol and............(your turn)

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Threw it away and started to strangle her with his hands. "Help!" Megan tried to scream. "Help!"

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" Megan woke up from the awful nightmare of hers. She quickly dialed Cole's number on her phone. "Hello?" Cole answered. "Cole! Thank GoD your ok!" Megan said, " I just had a nightmare where you died and then someone took over your body later on then tried to strangle me!"

Someone else's turn!

"Megan i told you not to eat pork rinds before you go to bed" said Cole in a brotherly way. "I didnt! i dont like those anyway" she said in a pouty voice. "im not kidding i thought id lost you!"

"Ah Megan i wouldnt ever leave you." she stiffeled a cry. "Really?" He smiled on the otherside and said "I swear it, now did you finish the math homework?" She hesitated before answering.
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((next person please))

"Waitaminnut... who-who are you?" asked Megan. "Cole never asks about my math homework! Who are you?!"

The stranger on the other side cackled, and Megan heard the line go dead...

Megan pulled back the covers of her bed, terrified, and found, to her horror, the exact same gun she had before lying on her mattress, covered in bloody fingerprints.
"No! Cole!" She began to weep, crumpling on the floor.
Without warning, something crashed against the window.

And in came a large basketball, which suddenly sprouted twin miniguns on either side of it.

"Hello, Megan," it said, before firing randomly about the room, everywhere but her bed.