Wednesday, February 1, 2012

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It was just one of those nights. Bob came home from a long day at the office and he just needed some rest. He walked into his home and he just had a feeling that something was a little odd. He couldn’t put his finger on what was fishy, but he was determined that he eventually would. So he turned on some lights and figured that would give him a better idea of what the issue was. Bob was getting extremely flustered because of the day he had and then the strange events at home on top of that. A fly on the wall quoted Bob saying this upcoming statement. “This is such a horrible day, and I am so ticked off right now, what is going on in my house!?” The fly also said they he saw Bob through his phone at the T.V. and he missed. So Bob was unhappy to say the least, he had to figure out what was going on in his home immediately. He decided to run upstairs to search around. He looked in the bathroom, it smelled, but it was clear. He looked in the closet, it was dusty, but it was fine. He looked in his bedroom and things got crazy once he walked in there. He looked on the floor and there was a bulge in his floor under the carpet. He had no idea what in the world it was, but he picked up his chair and he started hitting it with a chair. He just kept hitting harder and harder and the thing just kept moving. For hours this thought to be creature was not stopping and Bob decided to go to sleep because he gave up. He went to sleep and the best part of his day was that it was over. He woke up to a beaver hitting him in the head with a chair. This day was going to be bad too.

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