One Sunday afternoon I was just starting to turn, when this car containing three guys ran the light. I slammed on the brakes, but then it was too late. His Pinto, and my Lamborghini crashed. Eli, who was driving, got his ear cut off due to flying glass, John, who was in the back seat, got whiplash, and Nick, who was right beside Eli, died instantly. I got a broken arm, and brain damage.

After we were all taken care of, the two remaining guys sued me! A few weeks later, I was charged with murder, and sentenced to 25 years in prison. As I was escorted to my cell, I had only one thing on my mind, revenge.

For weeks I pondered over the problem of getting rid of the two other weirdos. Then one night in a dream, it came to me. My plan was absolutely perfect! It started tonight.

That night I broke out of prison, and started toward the second weirdo's log cabin. I knocked on the door. "Who is it?"asked John. "I'm selling girl scout cookies," I replied in my best girl voice. "No thank you," he said. "Have it your way." I muttered as I pulled out my matches and set the cabin on fire. Then I ran to my hideout as fast as I could.

The next day there was a report on the News about John's death. "When the Fire Department extinguished the flames, they found the body of John Higgins laying on the carpet. He said three last words 'Girl scout cookies' and died. So far the police have arrested all the girl scouts in Arizona, and will not release them until one of them confesses," said the reporter. "I'm home free!" I exclaimed. Tonight the third weirdo will be killed.

My excitement grew as I approached Eli's brick house. I slowly crept into the house. I went into the kitchen and grabbed a butcher knife. I silently checked the rooms. I saw a light in the bedroom. I slowly opened the door and crept inside. I saw him playing video games. I locked the door behind me so he couldn't escape. I crept closer to him. With each step, my heart beat faster. I crept even closer. With each step, revenge was closer. "Any last words?" I asked threateningly. "Well," Eli replied, "If you're going to stab me with that thing, you ought to sharpen it first." "Fine," I said. I sharpened the knife along the wall. "Better?" I asked. He shook his head. "Well, tough!" I said and slashed my knife across his neck. His body collapsed on the floor, but his head grew little feet! He walked around the room a few times and then he attached his head right onto my shoulder! I screamed. Eli's head was forever attached to my shoulder! "Now I'm going to torture you until you die!" said the head. I ran back to my hideout and hid there for a week until he drove me so crazy I turned myself in.

The next day I was assigned a jail cell with the girl scouts. They're really nice, but they're afraid of me because of Eli's head.

"Time for the electric chair," the guard said. I followed the guards to the electric chair. I sat down in it. Just as they were about to electrocute me, Eli's head jumped off my shoulder, and ran out the door. That was the last thing I remembered.