The Girl Who Would Not Die…No Matter What They Did Her…

 

Intro:

 

“So you still won’t admit you’re sorry?”

Chelsea shook her head; her arms folded, a half smile on her face, her big pretty eyes welling up with tears. She was innocent-looking, but everybody knew otherwise.

“Leave me alone, you idiot! I have a life, unlike yew!”

He rolled his eyes and just turned and walked off. It shocked her. Like a lot of things in life. Why was he so angry? She was jus being nice to Angela because she had no friends. She did not think anyone should be lonely. No one at all. And that’s when he got angry-just because he did not like her hanging with her. Whatever.

 

Later, lying in a pool of blood she was surprised to be alive-well, not alive exactly, but more like, resurrecting herself.

“Aw, man!” he screamed, pointing to her. “She’s still alive even after that! We’re dealing with something weird, Willy, we’d better go!”

With that, yet again, he ran off.

Willy just shook his head and smiled.

“I know how to kill witches like you-so don’t fret, you’ll soon be dead. Soon out of your misery!”

 

 

‘Look at me!”