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I've got my pride, so hear me sing *8*
*Here is part 8. I hope you all enjoy it... Cause I really liked writing this part-Fluffykins* (Lillian Jackson) Blanket: *While me, him, Prince and Paris is watching Sleepy Hollow* is it me or can Johnny play anything? We all looked at him-it seems we do this alot to him and Jermasity. I shrugged me shoulders, Prince turned the movie up more, Paris held her knees tighter to her chest. Blanket and I continued to watch the movie. Even though we did not say a word, we all agreed with Blanket. Johnny Depp can play almost anything they give him. We continued watching, until I looked at Paris. It said tell the person you trust most... And due to the circumstances... Paris is the one. As we watched the movie, I thought now or never. Me: *Taps Paris on her shoulder while Prince and Blanket laugh when Johnny faints in the movie* Paris: Yes, Little Bit? Me: Um...can we go to your room? Paris: *Uneasy* Sure. We both excused ourselves before going into Paris' room. Everytime I spend the night at Granny Kathy and Grandpa Joe's house, Paris and I always share a room together-well...we share her room. Anyways...back to what I was saying. Paris and I finally made it to her room. When we got there, she pulled me into a hug tightly. I looked up at her to have her kiss me on my forehead. Me: *Confused* What was that for? Paris: I just want to let you know, I love you...very much. *Hugs me as tight as possiable* You're my sweet, caring Little Bit. Me: Aunt Paris? Paris: Yes Me: If I tell you something...promise me you won't think I'm crazy Paris: I would never think you're crazy, Little Bit. Now what do you want to tell me? Me: Please, um, sit. Paris sat down on her bed. I took a deep breath. Here we go. I began telling the story leading up to three years ago when I received the very first part of the riddle leading up to all of this crazy mess. I then started telling of the mysterious AIM I got from my computer, leading me to the Burban. I than proceeded to tell her I became friends with workers of the Burban; even putting the me singing part into there as well. I also told her how I recieved the next part of the riddle that lead me to face my fears of Dr. Murray and talk to him. That lead me to him saying something about somebody still being here...then me finding the next part of the riddle in my hat that lead me to her. Once I was done, I looked at Paris to see she had a crazy look upon her face. Yep. She believed I was crazy. Paris: Little Bit- Me: Hang on. I'll prove to you I am not crazy as you believe I am. I went to my suitecase and grabbed my black skinny jeans. I reached into the back pockets of them and I pulled all the notes out. I walked back over to Paris and sat on her bed with her. Placing the letters and notes on her lap(all but the AIM one, which i should've printed off when I had the chance too). I looked at her facial expression when she read all of them. I was aware she was shocked at all of them. Paris: My god... Me: Now do you believe me. Paris: I believe you, Lilly. Me: The last one I got...it's part of the riddle, but, um, I don't understand. Paris: I read it over and over again. And this is very strange. It's different from the other ones. *Looks at me* You've already got one part of it. You told "one faithful enough"-so I suppose that is me. Now...I just need to know what it means by where all the trouble started. While Paris was talking to herself, I started thinking to myself. Where could this place be? As I looked around on Paris' nightstand, I saw a pitcure of Paris, Prince, Blanket, me, Momma, Grandma Jalice and Grandpa Michael outside the gates of Neverland. That was taken before the whole 2005 thing. Me: Paris... Paris: Yes? Me: Do you remember when this *picks the photo up* was taken? Paris: *Holds it* Yes. Right before the whole- Me&Paris: Trouble began. Paris: *Looks at me* You don't think- Me: We need to go back to Neverland... *I hope you all liked this part. Part 9 should be here soon*
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