Chapter 2

I woke up looking worse than I felt. Thanks to the incident yesterday, I had scratches all over and a little dried blood on my legs. My mom said that after a shower (which extremely burned) that I should either type on my blog or go to sleep, of course she only said that I should, not that I would. I went to google chrome and played a chat game with Jessica. She couldn’t stop chatting to me after I told her what happened. This was our conversation:

Jessi554: did it hurt? Does it hurt? Do you think that dude is really stalking you?

Emma2963: duh it hurt but I’m fine now and duh that dude is stalking me!

 Jessi554: well sorry I wasn’t there to witness this horrifying scene!

Emma2963: you better be if you’re talking to me like THAT missy!

Jessie554: wow wow wow, you are acting like Miriam now!

Emma2963: hey, that’s offending!

Jessi554: well it’s supposed to be!

Emma2963: lets just play the game and stop chatting, my hair stylist is losing because of you, L-O-S-I-N-G!

After a-couple of rounds of winning, I plopped down onto my bed and sunk into it, like a kitty pool, a really small kitty pool, then, all of a sudden, my mom screamed. Here we go again I thought. I skittered down the stairs to find my mom, dressed in her favorite outfit, jumping up and down yelling, “Snake! Snake! Get it out of here!” oh no. I thought, why these kinds of things happen to US. My mom was to out of breath to keep on screaming by the time my dad and Jacob got downstairs. Jacob had a fly swatter and was wearing his hockey goalie suit, dad had a baseball bat and he was wearing his purple Hanes under where and had war paint on his face, him and Jacob popped there necks, eww, I hate it when people do that. “Where is it?! Where is the little devil?!” shouted my dad, and since he has to follow in his dad’s footsteps, Jacob said, “Yeah, Where is he?!” “It disappeared!” said mom. “False alarm.” my dad mumbled. “Sooooo,” I said, “First off, dad, can you please go put on a shirt and pants and Jacob, I didn’t want ot mention it but, you look ridiculous.” “Thanks for the help sis.” Jacob shot back at me. I sighed and climbed up the stairs and jumped in my bed.Have I mentioned that I have a cell phone and I’m a big reader? Because it’s true. I pulled my phone out of my pocket and saw that I had one new text message, from Jessica, it read: “1 second ago JESSICA sent you a message, Emma get over to my house, now! Casey is choking! Help me! Please!” Oh no! I thought, Jessica and Casey are in trouble! I have to tell Jacob! I sprang out of bed and scampered down the steps, “Jacob!” I yelled, “Casey is choking!” Jacob came tramping down the steps after me.“Did Jessica seriously text you that?” he asked, well duh I thought “Look for proof.” I said. “Oh no!” Jacob said, with a look of horror on his face. “That is correct!” I told him, “No, no, this is not happening!” Jacob cried, he literally cried! “Jacob, com on now, let’s get a move on before we have to dig his grave!” that only made him cry even more and eventually, I had to drag him out of the house. When we where outside the Slivertrip’s house I said as soothingly as possible, “If you can stop crying I will make you a nice double fudge chocolate cake after dinner.” everybody compliments on how delicious my dinners, lunches, breakfast’s, and desserts are. Jacob especially liked my double fudge chocolate cakes, to be honest, I love them too, I just don’t like to brag! We hustled up the steps and burst into the house, “Jessica, Casey!” I called no reply, “Hello?” still, no reply