We sang a lot and danced...
Why did you did it, Yahlé...
I started asking myself.
Just then we found her Tumblr account and analyse it so it said...
Dear Tumblr followers:
There's this game called Blue Whale and I got to do 50 dares...I'm on dare 50 but I don't wanna do it...it's about killing myself and they told me If I didn't do it...they would kill my family so I'm gonna do it! Goodbye...Game...Over
And she posted a photo of her from a building and a rope. That was so traumatic and horrible. The most horrible part is when one of her friends recorded the whole murder and behind that she wrote:
End of the game...the final dare
Like a lot of people commented on that saying:
Lolfrutty said: Are you crazy!!??
Gracyloveschocolate said: Whoever invented that game is nuts😒😠.
Yaskayling789 said: Goodbye! Fly like a princess
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Third Person POV
All of her classmates explained details and others were traumatized by the scene, but, Alaska told the whole thing to Bendy.
Alaska's POV
Today...is the prom but I have no partner and I doubt that someone would ask me...but Kamil came in
"Um...Alaska since you have no partner and I don't have either...would you like to be my partner?
"Sure!" I said very happy because my best friend asked me to be his partner. Now, this...this is good luck!
But better check with my bestie all the boutiques from all the place.
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Alaska's POV
It was around 6:00 pm and nobody have arrived...not even Kamil...Only Bendy and his friends arrived to prepare the karaoke and sports area.
The party started at 7:55 pm and they were asking for teams of 8 participants for the karaoke version of Can't Be Erased by JT Machinima with Kamil,Bendy,Chloé,Bendy,Adriadne, Kelly and Ariana we were the group no. 13:
Bendy:
I'm the dancing demon
Watch me twirl and hop and spin
I'm quick to give a smile
But I won't forget your sins
The Wonders of imagination!
Welcome home
Dear Friend
How long have weve been waiting
All you gotta do
Is start up the machine
Me:
I'm the product of an artist
Who's creations bring delight
(...)
All the students gave rounds of applauses to us for winning and we won tickets to a theather in San Diego and the College of Italian Arts...to me! But I think the others are not so happy about the acceptation for the university...of couse i'm in 6th grade with the age I am...I have 11 years old! I'm sooo happy but I don't think the others are?!
The other day...
I woke up and...again Boris ate my cocoa puffs...Pff but when I arrived, no one greeted me...Chloé didn't come and everyone is mad at me?!...
"Hello, Alaska...what about college? Well, I think you act as better than anybody!" Said Karen with a frown and tearing apart a photo she had of me.
"What makes you think that? And hello, wake up! I am not better than any average girl!" I said very mad and sad. "IF YOU DON'T HAVE NOTHING NICE TO SAY...JUST GO AWAYY!! YOU TRAITORS AND LIARS!!!!!!".
I went running to the Workshop and Bendy put me head in his arms and "calmed" me down...at least, that's what he thought.
I grabbed a bookbag (a heavy one) and went to the roof and threw the bookbag in the air as I reached a destiny without harm or agony...
TO be Continued...
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Bendy and The Ink Machine
Random*note this story is based on the popular game with the same name only explaining the story behind it. This story has a few added parts by me so enjoy and comment then follow me if you want to
