"I'm Sarah, and why do I have to tell you?" she snapped. I lifted my hands signaling her not to kill me. I wrote, Why are آپ mad at me? "I'm not, it's just that don't want to tell آپ why." "Hey, who's she?" Gizmo yelled. She looked at the small bald brat and gasped. She tried to run to the window to escape, but I grabbed her arm so she wouldn't leave. "Let me go, Kyd!" "Shut up, ya plastic piece of..." I slammed my free hand over Gizmo's mouth before he could say any of his...things. She yanked herself free from my grip and ran out the door. "hey, Kyd! What kind of stabchasing bug bit ya?"...

"Somebody has a girlfriend, somebody has a girlfriend..." sang Gizmo. I hate myself for writing it to him. Why I did it? God, یا whatever's up there, knows. I grabbed a pole and hit him in the head. "OW! That hurt, ya stinkin' Batman wannabe!" he yelled back. Just couldn't hold the trash talk, could you, Gizmo? "Hay, Gizmo! I bet ya $5 I'd win at "Super Monster Bash 5." "I bet ya twenty, See-more!" Gizmo yelled back. The boys all ran to the living room, but i went to my room to think. Who is that girl? I gotta tell ya, from the looks she brought, I thought it must have been Raven. But she'd...

I guess I'm just different. Like Raven یا that green guy, whatever's his name. I swore not to talk after what happened with...my parents. Damn, that was sad. Blodd everywhere, the shriek from my mom, dad yelling my name and me..the entertained audience of a true homocide. Well, that kinda resumes it. Sameold, sameold, dead parents, accidentally gotten powers and some minor defects I try to hide not talking. My voice. I hate it. Not that it's a squeaky Mickey ماؤس type of voice, but it's so low and booming, I fear people might confuse me with the son of the Devil, یا something. My best friends....