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The new kid Started by: Sweeney on Oct 19, '09 17:02

PART 1

In the early morin on Oct 19th, 1933, there was a boy, no wait a man, named Sweeney. He was a average man. He has to go to work, he drives a shitty car, has no money. You know, like everyone has. Sweeney just turned 21, he had blonde hair, a five oclock shawdow, he was about the average hieght of a normal man. Now, lets go to the story.

Sweeney woke up normal like he did everyday. He walked up the stairs one by one. He didn't look up just looked down at the steps he climbed up. He went to the cabinet and got his ceral. Pulled a bowl out and got the milk. After he was finished he got his coat and walked out.

Yawn. He roared it out. Ahhh, shit got to go to fuckin work.

He walked to the car and opened the door. Got in the seat and try to start the car up. The engined roar. Come on baby, come on. The engine roared agian. Sweeney repeated this atleaste 15 times. Ahhh, fuck this. Sweeney got out of the car and looked in his engine. Oh I see what's wrong. Sweeney walked back inside to get a wrench. When he came back out his car was starting. Someone looked out of the passenger side winddow and said, "Hey dumbass don't leave your keys in the ignition." And he drove off. Sweeney droped his wrench. "Son of a BITCH!!"

Sweeney walked to his work, and he was afriad he was goin to be late agian. So he diecides to run. He ran faster than a lion. He took clever short cuts. He went thur alley's and bulidings. He ran and ran. Then he say his work place. A big builing, you can't miss it. All he had to do, is take that alley next to a Dennys'. He ran thur the alley. He ran and ran, he was so happy that he was cryin. Until, an arm pops out of no where. Sweeney saw it, but had no time to react. He ran right thur it. His neck hit the arm and knocked him down. He could of gotten up. But he bump his head on a rock. The last thing he can rember was the voices he heard. "Vinny get him and put him in the car." He saw a person but his eyes were to dizzy to see who it was. The men thur him to the back of the trunk. Sweeney blacked out.

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