my fanficion

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my fanficion

yay! uh, so this is like, idk my 10th blog or something. I'm kind of over the whole losing my first pet thing. But not quite. I still have a hole in my chest. But now I have to take care of a doggie. Meet Scruffy, my grandma's dog. No, my grandma did not die (yet) she is in rehab. Now I know it seems terrible for me to want my grandma to die, but I really think that she would be happier, because she's really miserable. If you could see her now, you would say that she's needs to move on. She had a fall a few weeks ago, and fractured a bone in her spine, I forget which one, it was something-15.

Well, besides that, I feel bad about the poor dude I threated earlier today.My school has the whole week off, but my mom still has to go to work. I live in a neighborhood where everything is usually cordinated to fit our liking. Or at least the majority. (sorry for my bad typing, [if I'm spelling anything wrong,] I'm paranoid right now about what's going on downstairs. [I'm in my room]) But today, they decided to be special and clean the gutters out. I was freaking freaked out, because the blinds were closed and I couldn't see what they were doing out there. Everything echos, and I'm not qute used to living on my own. I hate it so far.
So I woke up because the dog was barking his head off at the window. I could kind of hear something outside, but it was faint. My guess now was that he was climbing up the ladder. I thought he was a burgler. I mean, if you hear someone climbing up the roof, you would think so to, right? Well, I guess that's just me.
I rush downstairs with my cellphone in my hand, and my breath is really harsh, because I'm partially asmastic. I open the door, (stupid idea) and Scruffy goes rushing out, barking up a storm. We aren't allowed to have dogs that bark that often, and if we do, we have to muzzle the poor animals. I'm scared that someone will complain, and before I can get a look at the person on the roof, I could have sworn that someone just opened my window door. (it slides, and like I said before, sounds echo here.) I frantically call the dog back in before he rushes off into the street, down the sidewalk, and I call my mom as fast as my fingers would let me. I grab a knife and caustiously walk up the stairs, looking above me, just in case it is a burgler. Sensing no one, I walk into my room, and...nothing. The window is okay, the shades are fine, and the man has started moving onto the next patch of gutter. I walk back down the stairs, talk to my mom for a little bit while I calm down, and then hear the man move onto another roof. But it was weird, because it was so out of the ordinary. I also didn't hear him working on anyother roofs, but then again, I watch too many crime shows. I'm still paranoid about getting robbed. It's not like the security gaurd is here anymore.

Okay so that was my creepy encounter for today. And no, I guess I didn't really threaten him with a knife, but I did bring it to the window with me.

On to what the title implies.

I am writing a FanFiction for My Chemical Romance. Is it about Ferard? No. Is is about Waycest? Come on, I don't even know what that is. No, it's just about the Black Parade. I think I'm approaching it from a whole different angle than Gerard envisions it, but it's just what I thought it was about. And it's better too, because I have The Making of The Black Parade.

Yes, it revolves around the Cancer Patient, and yes, I have given him a different name. I just hope that the dude who plays himin the music video doesn't mind, because I used his...

I have a surprise in it...there are actually two Cancer patients.

If you want to know what's going on so far with the story, you can message me.

I'm on page 32ish...wish me luck, and hopefully, I'll finish this :D

Okay last thing before I forget.

What should I name the land that they are in. Think about the music video for the Black Parade. I don't know what to call it. :/

thanks!

I'll post a preview of it later, I have to go downstairs, someone knocked on the door. Shiznit, I'm not expecting anyone...This will be one looooooooong day...

xoxo
-S