Story
A Little Bit Of Cussing
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Knox: What Do They Know They Don`t Run Me Or My Life -As He Step Out For A Midnight Walk He Walked For A While Through The Woods Not Really Paying Attention Where He Was Going And He Tripped Over Something- What The Hell?!?

-He Stood Up Picked Up What He Tripped Over It Was A Scythe With A Purple X On It With Old Dried Up Blood With A Little Hour Glass Hanging From It He Then Realized He Was In The Lost Cemetery He Looked Around-

Well You`d Think There Would Be Something Or Someone Guarding This Place -He Snickered- Its Not Even Scary What Oh... Something Gonna Get Theres Fog And This Scythe I`m Gonna Die -He Laughed Swinging The Scythe Around-

Voice: So You Say Your Not Afraid Living One -Smiles Looking Over Knox`s Shoulder- I See You`ve Found My Scythe Boy Now Would You Please So Kindly Give It Back Or Else...

-Knox Turned Around To See This Ghost But Only Saw Eyes And A Smile- Think I`m Afraid Of You Whatcha Gonna Do Ghost You Can`t Touch Me -He Said With A Smile-

Voice: Well I See You`ve Made Your Decision Boy -Scythe Flew Into The Air Towards The Ghost His Hand Appeared And A Green Orb Formed In It As Knox Started To Rise Up Off The Ground-

What The Hell!!! -As He Start To Be Surrounded By Green Glow And The Fog Thickened-

Voice: Are You Afraid Now Boy I Hope You Enjoy This Curse -Laughs And Disappears Along With The Cemetery As The Sun Comes Up-

-Knox Hits The Ground Hard And Wakes Up- What Happened As He Rubbed His Face Which Didn`t Have His Mussel Anymore And His Paws Were Hands-

WHATS THE HELL HAS HAPPENED TO ME!!!! ..........................................

(Might Continue Depends, LET ME KNOW!!)