Friday, December 4, 2009

"Tu est Belle."

Once there was a really beautiful girl named Madeline. Madeline lived in Paris. She met a guy on zwinky and they fell in love. This zwinky man was named Roland. He was one of Paris's horriable online predators. Madeline didn't know that. While on Zwinky. Roland lied to her. A lot.
"Tu est belle." Roland said. (you are beautiful)
"Merci" Madeline replied. (thank you)
"Nous devrais rejoindre.'' Roland asked. (we should meet)
"Oui, nous devrais," Madeline said happily, "Mais ou?" (yes, we should, but where?)
"Peut-etre..." Roland thought for a moment. "La galerie." (maybe... the mall.)
"Oui Oui!!" Madeline explained. (Yes yes!)

As the day grew closer to go to the mall with Roland Madeline got more and more excited. Finally the day came. Madeline was seriously jumping up and down when her mom droped her off at the mall.

"Au revoir maman!" Madeline said to her mother. (bye mom)
"Madeline, etre prudence!" Maman said. (madeline be careful)
"Je volonte! Je amour tu!" Madeline said has her mother drove. (i will! I love you!) What Madeline didn't know was that was the last time she would see her mom.
As Madeline looked for Roland some one came up to her.
"Madeline?" The strange man said.
"Oui? Qui es tu?" Madeline asked. (yes? who are you?)
"Roland's Papa." He said. "Roland fauche son tige la football partigue. Pouvoir tu venir avec je?"
(Roland's dad. Roland broke his leg at soccer practice. Can you come with me?)
"Non" She said. (no)
"Mais il veut a rejoindre tu!" His dad said. (but he wants to meet you!)
"Non, aller absent!" She yelled. (no, go away!) Just then Roland's "dad'' pulled out a gun and yeld it to Madeline's head.
"Je penser tu chers m'!" Roland yelled (I thought you loved me!) Just then Roland pulled the trigger and shot Madeline. Then he droped her and she was dead. "servir tu droite! N' tu pas jamais aller m'!" (serves you right! you dont ever lie to me!)
As the cops arrived it was to late and Roland ran off. Madeline was 14 at the time. All her family and friends went to her funeral.
THE END.

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