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A dA GM Walks into a Bar...They clean up the bar and give an award to the one who drinks the most stylishly.
WY--Chapter 10Chapter 10: At the Hospital Again
(Back in Chapter 9 )
After seeing this, the paramedics rushed over to both Eddy and Janet, examining them before realizing, "The boy is still alive; thank the Lord," stated the paramedic beside Eddy as he turned to the paramedic near Janet, "How's the girl?"
" She's alive too; but just barely," the paramedic replied.
Soon the other paramedics brought in the stretchers from their ambulance cars as they put Eddy and Janet on them, carrying them out as they did. Double D was beside Eddy the whole time.
It was when the two were outside that Double D heard a few familiar gasps; he turned to see the whole Cul-De-Sac standing there; watching them.
"Double D?!" questioned Ed as he came up to Double D, while the others decided to stay their distance, "W-What happened?!"
"Yes, you need to tell us as well, kid," stated a police officer that was coming up to him, "You can talk about it while we ride with your friend to the hos
WY--Chapter 9Chapter 9: Confrontation--Part IV
(Back in Chapter 8 )
Eddy widened his eyes at the voice, "Janet," he soon realized with a growl in his voice, "Where's Double D?!"
Janet only laughed at Eddy, "Why don't you come over and see?"
Then there was a clicking sown at the other end of the phone; Janet had hung up on him.
"No " Eddy muttered a little with sadness, "S-She couldn't have "
Eddy then shook that thought out of his head as he then did something that Double D neglected to do; call the police. It was then that he ran towards his front door and dashed towards Double D's house, hoping to find him there still alive
(And now, onto Chapter 9 )
Eddy's heart was pounding rapidly in his chest as he rushed towards Double D's house; his mind filled with thoughts and images of his friend (AN: Let's look at a few quotes going through his mind, shall we? XD)
"Chicks dig pants," Eddy stated to Double D, "Nazz wears pants; Sar
ViolinI remember the day
you told me violins
were strung with cat gut
and that is why
you hated music
(who says that to a child?)
I followed you
all that summer.
I watched you
grow away from mother -
your whiskey held better conversations
and all she did was cry.
We'd sit cross-legged on the porch
and count the horseflies
settling on our lunch.
You would drown tadpoles
in a bucket
surprised they could not swim
and I would dream
of cherry popsicles.
And when night would gather
on the sidewalk
I'd hold my breath
until a star appeared.
Don't bother making wishes
you'd tell me -
stars are dead weight in heaven
and God has cloth ears.
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