"Emily, what's that strange screaching sound?" There was some really annoying noise, and I don't know what it is!

"Maybe it's a bird!"

"Maybe it's a plane!"

"Oh, It's just Sarah."

"Vivian, maybe we should move that really pointy rock that Sarah is just about to fall on to and die because its going to poke her right there in the heart."

"Oh! Right! That!" I never thought of that. That's probably a good idea though.  Okay, so we walked over [well, I walked. Emily was just standing there like a lump nodding her head. Gosh, she looks like an idiot.] to the rock and started trying to lift it up. That didn't work. Oh, by the way. Sarah is really slow at falling. She's really slow at other stuff too, but right now, its mostly falling. "Sarah! Can you fall a little more over there, 'cause theres this big rock right here!"

"Oh yeah! Like I can just change where I fall! Jeez, Vivian! You're such a RETARD!!"

"Hey! It's not my fault you're falling!"

"Yes it is!"

"No, it isn't Sarah, remember, EVERYTHING IS ALWAYS YOUR FAULT! It's like a law of science or p.e. or something!"

"Actually, It's EMILY's FAULT!"

"It's ally MY fault?" Jeez! Of course it's her fault that Sarah's going to DIE ANY MOMENT NOW! How did I get such stupid friends?

"BECAUSE EMILY, SARAH IS GOING TO DIE AND YOUR JUST STANDING THERE NODDING YOUR HEAD AND LOOKING STUPID."

"Actually…It's Emily's fault because she forgot to fix the hole in the stupid balloon, so I had to go to the hot air balloon store to get a fixing kit, and then I got the wrong one, and now I'm falling!"

"OOOOOOOOOH! RIGHT! I forgot how Emily is totally  killing you and putting our lives and the lives of young children and birds in danger!"

"WHAT?" What does Sarah mean, what? It's all Emilys fault that the world is going to end. Today. Wait! Where did Emily go? Oh! Maybe Emily got mad that I called her stupid, and so now she is going to beat me up, and left to go get a hockey stick. Hahah! Yeah right!

Where did Emily go? Maybe Sarah knows. "Sarah, Where did Emily go?"

"I dont' know, Vivian! I'm kind of in the middle of something here! I'm FALLING FROM THE SKY!"

"Yeah, yeah. That's nice. I'm going to go look for Emily. Toodles."

"Wait! Come BACK!"

It was a warm and sunny day. The birds were singing. Actually, they were dead. Remember, I already mentioned that. Emily killed them. Right? Anyways….I walked towards the car. I don't know what car I was  walking towards, but that didn't matter. I bet Emily was in that car. It was a strange car. It didn't have any wheels. And it was brown. Brown. What an awful color. Well, I'll get in, and see if Emily's in there. 

"Hey! You! Girl!" What? Somebody was shouting for me.

"What?" I turned around.

"Are you friends with Emily?" Yes.

"Yeah, she's my best friend!"  Oh gosh. They look mad. Maybe they are so mad because Emily had a hockey stick and they are the Alliance of People Fighting For the Pucks Rights. (The APFFPR) and so they broke her hockey stick, and now they see me, and they don't like that I am Emily's friend, so they are going to tape me into this cardboard box that I thought was a car, but it really isnt' a car. Because it is a cardboard box.

Oh gosh. I was right. Ew. It smells  in here.

My adventure inside "The Box": an Italic Story; Jeez! Like I have an italic story for this! Wow. Your gullible!!! (And Language Arts is over, and I don't have time)

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