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I noticed it was strange that SpongeBob was steaming so late. I celebrated a little too early. As the title of the episode appeared my mood turned from joy to shear horror. The title was called THEH STORRY OFF SPONGEBxxx. I felt something in my mind shatter into a million pieces, the dread overcoming me once again. The episode started normally enough, with an aerial view of the three houses, I leaned back in relief. The sun was just rising, bathing the sky in a vast, magnificent shade of gold and orange.
Next, it zoomed in to SpongeBob sleeping peacefully in his bed. After a second, his white horn alarm went off with an ennnnnnn. Ennnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn, it repeatedly blasted as SpongeBob jumped up and shut it off. "
The bubbles came up and then it showed the exterior of the Krusty Krab. It cut to Squidward standing at the boat cash register with a pesky look on his face. By now everything else had strangely faded to the back of my mind. Nothing else in existence mattered but the episode. Squidward poked his head though the order window and yelled at SpongeBob, "Come on already, the customers are getting inpatient,
SpongeBob was always energetic to work for the Krusty Krab. The one time Mr. Krabs fired him he continuously sobbed for days. I really hoped nothing wicked had happened to the Sponge I so deeply loved. Then the view changed back to
SpongeBob suddenly turned around and this time, I actually managed to properly scream. The sponge was now overlapped with someone else, someone with the same shape as him but all red. The two Sponges kept shifting and switching places with each other. The evil version had jagged, yellow tooth in his mouth that looked as sharp as razors. I looked closer and saw that his body contained no holes. His hands and feet were still normal though. His pupils were blood red. "Goodbye old friend," the sponge shouted in a sinister tone. I jumped back in surprise once again. The voice sounded off. It was no longer cute or cheerful like in the normal episodes. The speech was now creepily demotic, biting harshly into my fragile brain like a pack of wild dogs.
By now I just wanted to shut off the TV and pretend that this never happened. Unfortunately, curiosity is a powerful machine of force in human nature and I
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