There was once a girl named Kelly and this is her story. She was always a happy young woman who loved dancing and getting ready for wasteful dances. One night she was getting ready for her most favortie dance of all, Valinetine's dance. When her date arrived, they both got in his car and drove off. He offered her a drink, she said she couldn't, but she drank anyway. About an hour away she started to feel dizzy and relized they had already passed the dance. They arrived in an empty feild, he then pulled out his knife and cut both of her hands off then hung her in a tree. She was suffering while the rope was tighly wrapped around her throat, then he cut the rope and told her that her suffering was not over. He started cutting her body and face up. What he wanted was done, he took the body and put it in his basement. For days her body laid in his basement and he was wondering what he should do with the body. One day, he got an idea that he should make a profit off of it, so he decided to make her into a pie and sold it to an old lady. Eight years later the man was caught stealing and went to prison. THE END
The shoe I got.
My teacher looked at me weird when she read it, but still gave me an A.
What do you think about it?
