Before I Met My New Friends.

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Chpt 6 Transfered

Today was my 12th birthday. no one really celebrated it with me. i had to celebrate it by myself. it's half easy, half hard, but you see, i'm the darker side of my family. i have my one track mind to help me survive the harsh, mean, and cruel. i have my ways, but i usually steal money from my familys money vault. but hey, ya can't blame me, can you?! i take about $5,000 out of the vault for free. i've never been caught before. not once. that's good...for me. anyway, i celebrated with 2 chocolate bars, a cigarette, and a root beer. yes. i smoke. that's how i half survived in this family. no one cares really. i then had to do chores as my presents, and then i went to sleep. the next morning as usual, my parents woke me up, but they told me to get in the car, and that we were going to take me somewhere fun. i thought that they had a change of heart finally, but after an hour of driving, we stopped at an asylum. they took me in with my remaining stuff on me. they walked to the front desk and told the woman something i couldn't hear.the next thing i know, two people grab me by my arms tight and take me to a white, dim room with a bed in it only and throw me in there.

'Let me out!" i yelled. i knew it. they transfered me here for the heck of it. i layed back on the wall and sighed.

"Why do they do this to me for?!" i said to myself. i'll have to make the best of it here, i guees.

[Fisi]

Ah, I'll celebrate with ya, Riz.

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Chpt 7 In The Asylum

It's been a year since i've been here. i have a few friends here myself. they maybe toons, but hey, their all right. we've been talkin at lunch time and sometimes go into each other's room and chat about this place, and randomness. i was forced to wear a straight jacket, but hey, it's better than to wear something sleeveless all the time. but they put it on too tight on me though.

"Stop! It's pressuring my chest, PLEASE!!" i Cried. It's like they wanted to kill me or something. it almost costed me my life cause if it had stayed like that, it would have broke my ribs, which would puncture my lung. i then overheard the workers talking about me. my friends heard it too.

'What should we do with her?! Release her?!" one worker said.

'No! She's mentally unstable!" I rolled my eyes.

"We may have no choice, but to kill her, but not painful though. i hate to see her suffer!" one said. i panicked i had to get outta here. i didn't want to die here. i had to plan my escape.

"Guys. what am i gonna do?!" I said.

"You gotta break out of here tonight!" My friend terry said.

'We all do!" My friend jenny said.

"Then it's settled. we'll escape this jungle tonight! i'll figure a way to get out of my room and get to yours, ok?!" we all did high fives and went back to our rooms. tonight i was escaping this place forever!

[Syrup]

Nice chapter; I'm curious how the plan will go!

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Chpt 8 Breaking Out And Breaking In

I waited until it was 12:00 at night to get out. the trouble was now? i stared at the door and thought, but while i did i saw a purple force field around the door. when i moved my hand, it opened and i grabbed my stuff and got out.

"Wow. what i've always wanted. a special power!" i said to myself. i then unlocked my friends doors, unlocked the exit, and we escaped. we ran away for about 15 minutes until we couldn't see it anymore.

"Now what, girls?" i asked.

"I'm gonna try to become a star." Terry said.

"I'm gonna go to michigan" Jenny said.

I'm gonna have my own adventure!" i said. we all hugged each other, and wished each other good luck, and we ran off in different directions. they were nice, but now, i had to get revenge on the you know who's. i thought of a way too. i figured that if i used my powers to open the door and shut down the security system, i could get the stuff i wanted. so i did that.

"I'm in the house!" I cheered to myself. i went inside the gun room and grabbed my revolver and just to be safe, i grabbed my grandfather's tommy gun that he used to have when he was my age. yes. i sound insane, but come on, ya can't blame me right? anyway. i grabbed that and stuck it in my guitar which while in my spare time, i converted it into a second carrier. luckly, the tommy gun fit. i shut my guitar, and shut the case, and packed al my clothes, snacks, and other stuff too. just before i left i did one last thing, and you can guess what was too..... yep. i took more money out of the vault. this time it didn't have much in it. i figured they put most of it in the bank. there was only like $300 in it, but hey, it's better than nothin i always say. so i grabbed the cash, shut the door and ran off with my stuff. my plan on being a run away was sucessful so far. iall i had to do was find my way.

"I love the feeling of adventure." I said to myself aloud. i didn't care if everyone heard. i was happy to run away. to run so far away from home. i'll just run all night and day if i can. my only fear is the cops.

[Syrup]

Totally triumphant that she got out. Good chapter.

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Chpt 9 Girls On The Run

I ran into the woods while in my straighjacket. i figured i'd wait until i reached somewhere else to change later. i i layed in a large hiding place in a tree and fell fast asleep. the next morning, i made it out of the woods and was walking along the road. suddently, i saw a sign. it said los angelos.

'Yes! i'm back in my home town, but this time, i'm not goin back home!" i said. i walked along the road, and as i was passing a fruit stand, i heard a radio newsflash.

"This just in, three girls escaped an asylum last night! the girls are jenny, terry, and megan. at last report, they were wearing straight jackets! if you've seen these girls, please call the cops!" the announcer explained. i panicked cause the people saw me. i ran as fast as i could go until i reached an ally. i picked up my cell phone and i called jenny.

"Jenny, Did ya hear the radio?!" i asked.

"Totally! i gotta warn terry, What should we do?!" Jenny asked.

"Well, try to change into something else like i'm doing! people won't reconize us in something else!" i said.

'ok. i'll tell her the same thing. bye!" She said.

"Bye." i said then hung up. i hid behing a dumpster and changed into my purple shirt that tied around my neck, a matching shirt with shorts underneath, black rollerskates, a black choker necklace, and a black leather jacket. i put my straightjacket in my bag and was off. i rolleskated down the street and the side walk. we were now girls on the run. and if anyone reconized us, we were all good as deadmeat.

[Syrup]

Uh oh, I hope they don't get caught!

[Fisi]

SAME HERE!!!

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Chpt 10 Tough Weasels At First, But Kind Mostly

i was skating around LA mindin my own business when i realized i ran out of cigarettes.

"Drat! where the heck can i find some at?!" i said to myself. i then saw the famous red car. and let me tell ya, i've rode on the back before, and it is awesome! i hopped on the back and saw two boys on their also.

"Hey, kid! Wanna cigar or a stick?!" The boy asked me.

'Give me a pack and a cigar!" i said. now i know what your thinking, but ever since i smoked, it's kinda an addiction, i tell ya. and who's to blame? Them of course. Anyway, when i reached my stop, i hopped off with my skates on still and thanked them for the cigar and sticks. i then skated down the hill on the road, and then turned onto a street. i then turned on the sidewalk. that's when i saw some weasels. Toon weasels on the sidewalk. i panicked.

"LOOK OUT!" I yelled. they ran out the way. but i wasn't so lucky. i fell in a shrub. i got back up and skated back to where. the first one i saw was wearing a pink zoot jacket, a bejewled hot pink tie, white dress shirt, white spats, golden chain, and was wearing a light pink zoot hat with a pink band on it. he looked tough, but that didn't scare me...enough. he looked at me angry.

"What da heck do you think you're tryin to do, kid? Thinkin of runnin us over?!" The weasel asked snappish.

'No! i just lost control of my skates, that's all!" It was an accident, i promise!" i said a little scared, but brave. he wasn't convinced. he snapped his finger and a weasel with darker fur and black hair, wearing green zoot pants hiked to his chest, green jacket, white dress shirt with a pink tie, green zoot hat with a black band on it came up to me and i backed up against a wall, sitting down.

"Seargh her, greasy!" the boss said. Greasy looked at my figure, grinning. i was guessing he was a pervert.

'With pleasure, boss!" He said. i noticed he had a strong, spanish accent. he looked at me again grinning. he stuck his hand down my shirt. then there was a snapping sound. it was my trap down there. he yelled out in spanish. the leader looked at me in surprise.

"Didn't expect that, did ya?!" i said giggling. he rolled his eyes.

"Ok, wise gal, what da heck are ya doin over here anyway. i hate t see youre parents worried about ya!" he said.

"Worried about me?! Ha! I'm just a run away girl right here. just broke out of an asylum last night! and i broke into my parents home for revenge after they sent me there for a year!" i said. another weasel, but with blue fur, wearing a wrinkled dress shrt and black vest, with a loose black tie, had two cigarettes in his mouth, and wearing a bowler cap that had cigarettes on it spoke up.

"Prove It then, kid." he said.

'Need i reassure myself. ok then." i said. i openedmy bag and pulled out my straightjacket and showed them. they nodded and i put it back in my bag.

'Do i look mentally insane to you guys?!" i asked. they shook their heads no.

"You see. i was an outcast in my family. i was the middle one out of 14 kids. my father and mother were useless people anyway. i then took out a cigarette and lit it up. i took a puff and continued, but the leader stopped me.

' Are they the reason ya smoke?' He asked me. i shook my head yes.

'This is how i only half survived, mister. i said kindly. there was also a weasel who was chubby, who wore a blue striped t-shirt, tennis shoes that were untied, a red beanie with a propeller on it, had a huge fang from his mouth, and his tongue hung out of his mouth. he didn't seem dangerous at all. he seemed friendly. he had tears in his eyes.

"That's so sad." he said. just then a few boys passed along and they knew who i was.

Hey little house maid, what are ya outta the crazy place for, did ya use a fake idea, crazy maid?! They laughed at me. i was then ticked off.

"Look. i don't want want any trouble, boys. just leave me alone and go and do the stuff that you stupido's do all day!" i snapped. just then a boy stuck soap in my mouth. they all busted out laughing. i spat it out and went up to them.

"STOP THAT LAUGHING!!!! YA KNOW WHAT HAPPENS IF YA DON'T STOP LAUGHING?!!" I Yelled. i hit one boy in the side, another in under the chin, kicked one in the stomach, hit one one the head with a stick, and kicked the first one in the place that rhymes with walls, and then punched him in the face. they all ran off. i luaghed slyly.

'That's right! Go run off!, Ya Chickens!!!!i turned around and saw them staring at me.

"What?! Did you really think i'd chicken out on them?" Of course not! if anyone ticks me off too much, i'll show them what happens. that's how i handle things, guys!" i said. the leader smiled.

"Well, i must say, you'd be good on our team. we could use a girl of your type anytime. so i have a thing to say. you just earned a new home, toots. he said.

"Really?!" I asked in surprised. he shook his head yes. i thanked him.

"So wats your name, dollface?" He asked.

"the names megan, but people call me riz.. whats yours?" I said.

'The names Smart Guy." he said.

"Pleasure to meet ya." We shook hands.

"I'm Greasy, senorita." he said, kissing my hand. i blushed, bu shook it off.

"Whezy is the name." The blue one said.

"Duh hi i'm stupid! The chubby weasel said cheerfully.

"And where da heck is psycho at?!" PSYCHO!" Smart Guy yellled. that's when a weasel ran out the door. he had spikey hair, blue eyes with yellow swirls, a pale muzzle, he wore a straightjacket, and he had a shrill giggle. he looked at me, then at smart guy.

"Whos these, boss?' psycho asked.

"that's riz. our newest fighter to the team. Riz i think you know his name already.

"i'm so pleased to meet you, psycho." i said. he shook my hand fast. i then went inside where smart guy showed me where i was sleeping. i was sharing a room with psycho. i didn't mind really. i was happy. these weasels seemed tough at first, but they're really nice once ya get to know them. i was happy to find the place where i belonged. i get to use my skills and most of all..... i'm appreciated for who i am. Who says you can't have a happy ending?!

The End

[Syrup]

Hooray! Happy ending!
Nice backstory.