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The next morning I woke up to find the fully built LEGO set on my desk, something felt off about my room, although I could see nothing out of the ordinary of it. I went to the door and grabbed the handle, but I couldn't turn it or push against the door. Something was keeping me inside, I turned around and a poster of Spongebob was on the wall, it seemed normal at first but it slowly became the mutilated version of him I had seen on my screen, I covered my eyes but I saw the exact same picture when I closed them. I ran to the window and I opened the blinds to see darkness, and when I looked at the clock it said 9:00 so it was strange that it was dark already. I heard the door open and I ran for it, I wanted to get out of there as soon as I could.
I got down to the kitchen and the sink was pouring out blood, my mother sat at the end of the room with her chest ripped open and her organs hanging out of it. I felt something grab my shoulder and I swiftly turned around and I saw my dad, dying on the floor. Trying to tell me something but I couldn't make out what he was saying when his mouth had been ripped apart. I ran for the phone to call the police but when I dialed it
I heard a low pitched voice saying "why are you doing that?" I didn't know who or what it was, or what their intentions were. But I simply replied with "my family's dead..." I looked up, and I saw the horrific Spongebob again. But this time it was real. He said "not your brother" I stopped crying, and looked Spongebob in his eyesockets. He just grinned at me, I had some hope that my brother was alive. The ceiling behind Spongebob broke and my brother was hanging from the remaining beams of support, he was lifeless. But was killed in the least horrible way. That was until he opened his eyes, they were empty. Just like the killer... Spongebob's. I ran towards Spongebob, wanting to unleash all my anger onto him for killing them. He held my head away from him and the TV in my dining room turned on, with my friends from school. All burning to death, I heard their screams and saw the images. Spongebob was still grinning at me, like he was going to kill me next.
I grabbed Spongebob's chest and ripped it apart, showing his skeleton he had felt no pain and closed in on me. I looked at his heart, pumping slowly I went for a lunge at it, but he grabbed me by my neck and looked at me. I blamed myself for this, wanting that CD... pressing that extra button, it was all my fault. Spongebob took me to the bathroom and turned on the shower. The water was red like blood and he told me to go into it, I did as he instructed but he grabbed my shoulderblades, and ripped them out of my body, I was screaming in pain at this point, Spongebob grabbed my leg and cut it off just below the knee. This was extremly painful for me, but he didn't kill me straight away. No, he left me there. And disapeared...
I had woken up in hospital. With no serious injuries and when I was sent back home all I saw was a burnt building... where my house once stood... I blacked out...[[Category:Spongeboob]][[Category:Pages with grammar that doesn't suck]][[Category:Cliche Madness]]
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