Grandpa Bernie Monologue

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Tick tock tick tock the clock went as Jefe was waiting for his dad John to come back home. He stood there waiting until SQUEAK! The door busted open as he saw a skinny man in very small shorts. It was Grandpa Bernie. What was he doing here. Maybe he was still sad that he lost the election even though it was almost a year since he was out of the election, he thought in confusion. “Hey there Joe,” Gramps said. Jefe still was to scared to even talk to his grandpa so he only whispered oh as he hid behind his backpack.

As he waited for his grandpa to go he went outside to talk to his friend who lived in the wood and was around 30 to 40 years old. He wasn’t there for the first time but his truck was still there with words on it he couldn’t read but all he knew was that it said candy but he didn’t want any candy. As he kept walking he found some blood which he thought was just ketchup so he just followed it until it got to the pipes with the dead animals. As he was looking through the dead animals and saw a painting. As he got closer he saw a man on the ground with his insides out and left skinless. Then he saw a picture on the body, it was his dad.

He picked up the picture without looking at the painting and ran as fast as he could as if he was getting chased which he felt like. He was
He saw the would ham on the canvas and made out of his intestines. There was nobody named ham in this whole town. And then he started his journey around town. He rung every door bell and found out about the whole neighborhood. The next day he went to school with his friend there was a new kid named ham. A very big kid. He looked like a 7 foot meatball. He smelled like poop and cigarettes that he smelled at one of his dad's fights. He needed to know more but was scared to get beat up until three days