Today was an ordinary day. I wake up, and look at my Brother's calender. He had some things marked on the calendar. Spring Break, some TV shows he wants to watch, and even when Girl Scouts was founded. I saw that today was Friday. But then I saw that the date was, "FRIDAY, MARCH, 13,2009." Okay, Friday the 13th" this is really bad stuff. It got My Brother real good since, in his life, has broken 2 mirrors. I hoped I wouldn't do this. But knowing Friday the 13th, anything is possible.
I went to Madison. She was hanging out with Willie the Toucan, Mister the giraffe, Fuzzles the lemur, and the now, non-rabid, Destiny the chicken. Destiny was talking to Madison. "Is it a-um-Fox?" asked Willie. "What are you guys doing?" I asked. "20 Questions." Madison said. You see, we were all hangin' out by the kitchen window, and that was when I leaned on the window with so much force, I fell right down the window, outside, landing on the driveway, and almost dying.
Willie and Destiny ran towards me. "Willie-howwwww nnnnniiiiccce toooooo seeeeeeeeee yyyyyyyyyyyouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!" I said slowly. "You don't look so good!" Willie squawked. "Youuuuuuuuuuurrrr rrrriiiightt, IIIIIIIIII donnnnnnnnnnnn't ffffffeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeelllllllll toooooooooooo goood!" I said. Then, I closed my eyes. "She's dead!" Destiny cried. "This is just too sad!" I didn't know this, but they took me, and buried me. They thought that I was dead. But when I came too, I was like,"What the heck?" I saw a root, and then that's when I found out I was buried alive! I managed to dig my way out.
When I was above ground, I was covered in mud, dirt, and earth worms. Plus, I couldn't see behind all of this dirt that was on my eyes. So I was running around. Into my house. "The ZOMBIE!" Madison yelled. I ran around, and I tripped on a worm that fell to the floor. I slid across the floor, and I slammed into a mirror. It shattered, just after I got out of the way. Mud few everywhere, and worms covered the bureaus. I was covered in few mud by now, but I broke a mirror. Oh, my luck. "Madison-Mojo!" I cried. "DIE ZOMBIE, DIE!" is all I heard, and somebody wacked me with a bat, because they thought I was a zombie."Guys, I'm alive, I am not a zombie, I swear to the inner interior of the interrior of my crossed heart!" I said. Silence. "I believe you!" Madison said.
So the bad luck was over. And hopefully, so was Friday the 13th!
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