Ashley && I..

This is the first happy poem we have written together so bare with us. The sun is shining so brite, as i skip and dance around. My friends and i play ring around the rosey, ashes ashes we all fall down. C- This is stupid lets go back to stuff we can do. A- i know. this is too much happiness in 2 minutes. C- okay we have decided to change our poem. As i lay in my bed watching the closet door, i almost pee my pants as something jumps OUT. i dont know what it is. i know i shouldnt do this i know i shouldnt pout. As i try to lay my head down to sleep, after i've prayed to the lord my soul to keep. I hear the clown snickering behind my closet door, before i know it he'll be beside me on the floor. I cannot open my mouth up to scream, for i am afraid this is all a fucked up dream. I can feel him creeping in the night, why the fuck did mom take my night light?? He creeps dancing in the shadows, waiting for his chance to attack. Before i know it he'll have cut off my head, hitting the floor *SMACK!!* But first he bites off my toes with his razor sharp teeth, so disgusting and yellow, this ugly cheery thing. No one else is aware of his presence, because i am the one he wants. He sees me as his target mearly because i am scared. But right befor he goes to finish me off, i feel the sunlight burning away his presence, so for now i am safe once again. Until tonight when he'll be back, trying to take me away.... C-Wow... that was gaaaaaaaaaaaayyyyyyyyyyyyy, and not the homosexual way either., A- yeah because the dumb thing didnt rape you... C-such a damn pervert. A- yeah i dont think so. i think whoever reads this is gonna think we r a bunch of fools. C- Ya think?? i think we r a bunch of fools.. i mean we are having a typed convo sitting right next to each other.. WTF??? A- idk but i need a cigarette after reading this.. C- even though it's not scary im scared.. i dont like clowns.. i dnt want to sleep in faiths room now. [btw faith is the girl ashley babysits she has 2 beds] A- yeahh. well this was pretty good to be a quicky. i mean dont quickys usually last 7 minutes? C-no for me a quicky is an hour... LMFAO!! [inside joke] A- then what did you call that in nycis room? [nyci is pronounced nikki] C- i got done 1st mkay? and i was scared that one of the kids were gonna walk in. *glares* A- yeah mmk.. i beleive u i swear.. quit glaring at me... *hits u upside the head and says come on lets go smoke a cigarette* C-mkay..