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It was after the recital which id been waiting outside of since the start. It was dark, so dark I couldn't see the whisky bottle i had been drinking from. Finally, after waiting for a long while kids started to exit the school. I think i must of been pretty drunk because the youngest Finch child looked like a ham. When the kids got on their way I began to follow them. I don’t know how but i guess they heard me and stopped. Lucky for me it was dark enough that they couldn’t see me. They stopped again, but this time they screamed something. Maybe they saw someone they knew but i just ignored it. The third time they stopped i went for it. I snatched them up and mashed and squished at the ham shaped child. Then the boy came a shoved her out of my arms. I chuckled at the boy. He was so small and scrawny, it was hysterical that he thought he could fight me. I let him struggle for a little and then i pushed him to the ground. His elbow hit the concrete and made a loud crack. After that a strange man came out of nowhere. Ha came at me with a knife of some sort and before i could fight back i was up against the tree and everything went

I covered my mouth to keep it shut and not say anything. He was wearing black boots and black pants. I could see him running towards the open window in a hurry. Maybe he thought i jumped out or something. He began to run towards the stairs. “He’s leaving” i whispered… But there was no answer, I realized that the call was cut. The man was stepping down the stairs… when all of a sudden there was a loud ringtone coming from my hand. There was then a panic in my heart. The man rushed back into my room and entered, There was a moment of silence when all i could see was the man’s black boots staring straight at my eyes. When suddenly there was a powerful pull dragging me out of the bed. Closing my eyes all i could feel is was extrucenary pain all over my body, every second. I reached out for anything near by so I could at least fight. I felt something from the tip of my fingers. I got a grip of something and swung as hard as I could, I hit him hard. The man fell back. I opened my eyes and there he was, Lying on the ground. Weak and hurt i got up and slowly started walking out of my room and down the stairs. My whole body hurt it was hard to move. I heard the man start to get up, I was terrified. I decided to walk to the basement door to try and hide. I remembered the small door that was in the basement. And went gently to open the door. Weak and in pain I was able to get down the old sketchy stairs and move some boxes to open the door. I opened the door. On the other side was a little room. It was dark and had a little bit of light coming from the outside. Maybe the moon light from the outside. I sat on the small corner of the room.I wrapped my arms around my body to try and stay warm. It was quiet for a second. Until I heard the basement door slam open. The man's foot steps were loud and you could tell he wasn't very happy. I could easily read exactly where he was. He was looking for me,

I sat there patiently waiting for the man to leave, while i sat there i could feel blood dripping down my face. I could even feel my fist hitting the mans face again, each knuckle pressing against his bony face and feeling the creaking of his jaw. Then i came back to reality, My face blood red and being scared to the bone. Terrified of the man finding where i hid.

It was dark and alone and I felt the need to cry. One by one everyone I have ever loved showed up. My mom, my sister, my late girlfriend, my grandma… I could go on. Their eyes were on me and only me. I was the only stimulus in the room. The yelled at me. I was irrational . I had put them in a situation where they didn’t even know me anymore. I was the monster under the bed and I was the reason why people were scared. They yelled so loud to the point where I didn’t even know if they were screams anymore.

The room I was in was a cell and there was blood stains all over the walls. Then the floor was covered in bones and flesh that was rotting. I then realized I was hanging from the ceiling I was attached by a thick leather rope. I heard footsteps and my heart stopped. It was the man but he had a mask a mime mask. He held one thing in each hand one was a key the other was a long sharp knife. I wanted to scream but I couldn’t shock had overwhelmed me and all I could do is stare. He slowly opened the door and said with a sigh “I am sorry for such harsh conditions but it has to be done, you see I need your body for my collage”. Then he took the knife and dug it into my shoulder slowing the pain was unbearable. He was carving my cutting me to shreds I cried in agony and pain then he stopped he forcefully jabbed the knife into my collarbone and chuckled “Be right back don’t go anywhere”. He strood of comly singing the phantom of the

Spartan billing department is a department that processes and bills invoices to customers. In current process, a supervisor audits around 10% billing account. Commercial accounts with special contracts will be handled through another process. For other accounts, the department just bills in regular process and no special process is required. The current process contains necessary steps but runs inefficiently. As an administrator of Spartan billing department, I will investigate the current process and modify the process to improve process efficiency.

Then the huge, ugly, repulsive lady ripped off her mask and unzipped her clothes and my dad popped out. My dad laughed and laughed he then said,

We waited for half an hour to go in. while we waited we could here screams coming from inside the haunted house. We finally got to the front of the line and paid five dollars to get in. We entered and I was instantly scared by a clown head on the wall. I knew it was fake but that didn’t stop it from being scary. We kept going and we saw things like chucky, severed limbs hanging from the wall, and worst of all there were evil clowns. We kept going and a clown jumped out of nowhere and scared us. I started to run and I lost my grandma. I got really scared then. I kept running through the house. I just wanted to get out. I turned a corner and saw the exit. I stopped for a second to check if there was anything else to scare me. I didn’t see anything. I started to run again. I was almost there. Then all of the sudden a man swung down from the ceiling. “AAAAAAAHHHH” I screamed. I kept running until I was back at the car. I got inside as fast as I could. I waited and waited until my grandma and grandpa got back to the car. “What happened to you?” asked grandma, “One second you were right at my side and the next you were

ASSIGNMENT 3: FREESCALE SEMICONDUCTOR INC. Submitted by Mohammed A Khan Submitted to Prof: Wendy Achilles Course: Acc 562 Advanced Auditing Dated: 12-14-2014 Introduction • Freescale Semiconductor Inc. (FCI) is a global leader in embedded processing solutions, providing industry leading products that are advancing the automotive, consumer, industrial and networking markets. • From microprocessors and microcontrollers to sensors, analog integrated circuits and connectivity – FCI’s technologies are the foundation for the innovations that make the world greener, safer, healthier and more connected.

Anyway the story begins when I was going into a haunted house with my friend . I was wearing a reaper costume.we got half way through the haunted house then a clown jumps out at us and he had a knife, so we did not stick around to find out what he wanted. The clown chased us out of the haunted house and chased us for 30 minutes, so we were jumping fences.

So the little god leaves the room and wonder what he means by creating life so he start to experiment of his own so he starts finding toys in his room he found a stick and one of his tan marbles and so he smashed them together and nothing happened and so he waited and waited he went to sleep the next day he woke up to finding he creation was gone so he went to his dad he said ‘dad have you seem my creation I’m trying to be like you but I don’t know where it went and so the faather didn’t listen since he was so dep in thought so then the son walked away and was gonna try and find it but he couldent so he tried it again and it didn’t do anything so he went to sleep again but kept waking up to see if it was there and he went to sleep after it was there the whole night and when he woke up he noticed it was gone again and she he went to his father once more and he noticed that his father was gone from his chair so he now has to look for his father and he found him in the most weird place he was in the little gods room looking into the corner of his room where there was a little tiny house and the little god didn’t notice it until now so the little god was confused and he was wondering what was in the so he walked up to it and knocked on the door the father said don’t so the little god didn’t the father said let wait till tomorrow and she the son said ok father and the son walked out and when the son tell him about what he has been doing his father was amazed by how he made them with

It was an ordinary day waking up early, making breakfast for my owners. I was out in the town buying food for tonight’s dinner when a young gentleman walked up to me. I was unimaginably scared but by the time I decided to run it was too late.

I called out to my family, they heard me, they tried to follow the bloodcurdling screams once they reached the room they opened the door with a push they searched and searched for me, they opened the closet. I was dripping blood, my head was chopped off, the left arm was behind my back, the right arm was at the far end of the room while my whole body was cut off into little pieces. My whole family started to cry and scream,they cried and screamed until they were out of breath.

I continue looking around trying to figure out my surroundings. All that is around me is a table of odd objects on top of a laced cloth. The things I can kinda make out was, a knife with a red handle and weird symbols engraved into it, a metal wine glass, and a very old looking book. What are they trying to do to me? My father walks in and grabs my arm and takes the knife and slits my skin open right at the crease of my elbow, and intensely watches my blood drip into the metal wine glass as he chants something in a foreign language. I keep trying to talk, but couldn’t no matter how hard I tried. I finally realized that only my hands were tied to the chair, not my legs. I could not believe that they would be that stupid, I immediately kicked the knife out of my father’s hand and then kicked him square in the nose, which knocked him out. I was able to reach the knife with my foot and cut my hands free, then being able to rip the duct tape off my mouth. I ran to the door, but it was locked, I didn't know how to pick a lock what was I supposed to do? Thats when I realized my Dad was still in the room, i knew exactly what to

I turned as white as a ghost. Everything went silent, you could have heard a pin drop. The door creaked as the man opened it farther. My mind told me this was the end, and this scary, giant, gray haired man was my death. Slowly, he lifted his feet and started to walk into the room. His burgundy leather overalls rubbed together as his thick legs moved farther into the room. I couldn’t unlock the slider door fast enough because my hands were shaking and I couldn’t get my fingers to move the right way. I panicKed and ran to my parents’ bedroom instead. I decided to hide in the bathroom because it was the furthest away from the