The Pokemon Card

I was skimming through my sister's lame Pokemon cards. I found some legendaries such as, Latias and Latios, Groudon, and Mew. I snuck these in my pocket to sell them later. Looking through all the Pokemon cards I found one that was very suspicious. I went to my scanner and scanned the card and edited it in Paint. The Card name was '...'. It was a Basic Card with 200HP. The picture looked like a dark forest with a man standing in the background. Its only move was 'Murder.' It was written in Latin. I translated it to 'this move murder's everyone in site. like you, Mr. Philips. Did I mention my name was Harry Philips? This is getting too weird. So I showed the card to my little sister.
'ooo! Scary! You made this on Computer!'
'No, I found this, is this yours?'
'No! That card is scary! waaaaahhhh!'
I left the room. I threw the card away and went to play XBOX. The weird thing was, a Wii game was in the Xbox, thinking my sister did this, I removed it. I read the label. It read, 'PokePark - Pikachu's Adventure.' One of the shittiest games alive. I threw it down the stairs and played Black Ops for a few hours, losing memory of the card.
I went to sleep that night at 2AM. I woke up in fright and sweat when I heard something fall downstairs. I look downstairs and my sister was staring at Static in the T.V.
'Alyssa! What are you doing? Go to Bed!'
'No! Pokemon is on!'
'No, its just Static.'
'NO! ITS POKEMON! Look! It's Ash! But he's being mean to Pikachu. He keeps hitting him with bat.'
'What?'
'Yeah, BAD ASH!'
I turned off the T.V. and put her to bed. At 4AM she woke me up again staring at me.
'GET OUT!'
'What?'
'GET OUT! YOU HEARD ME!'
(her voice was booming and very demonic.)
'What? STOP YELLING!'
My sister then ran out the room with super speed and stared at the T.V. rocking back and forth very fast-like. Her eyes were focused on the T.V. with intent. Her eyes had no pupils. Her teeth were green and red. Her hair turned pitch black. She turned her head to me very quickly. He bit my leg, a huge gash was left in my leg. This couldn't have been done by a normal 6 year old....I ran upstairs and locked my door. All night I couldn't sleep. My sister was clawing at my door screaming very demonic-like. She finally stopped at 8AM. She went to day-care. I then found the Pokemon Card laying in my bed. I ripped it up and threw it out the window.
My little sister returned home at about 4PM. She was skipping in saying Hi to me. I glanced at her for a second. I showed her my leg.
'Remember this?'
'Big Boo-Boo!'
'Yes, when you BIT ME???!'
'No!'
My mother butted in...
'Alyssa would NEVER do this to you! Are you emo? Did you self-inflict that gash? DID YOU?'
'No! It was a bite mark from her? See?'
'I'm Calling Dr. Shounburg.'
(Dr. Shounburg was my therapist..)
She told him everything...she told him that I inflicted the wounds on my leg...everything.....
After the long talk my mother rushed me to the Therapist's Office. I told Dr. Shounburg about everything in my point of view. He didn't believe me. He gave some kind of 'Crazy Pill'. He thought I'd gone mentally insane. I never took those pills knowing what they would do my health in General.
That Night I went to bed at 11PM. I layed there. Staring at my ceiling until my eyes became blurry. I fell asleep.
At 2AM I was woken up again. This time it was for a reason much worse. My sister broke a window and ran out of the house. My parents were in a frenzy. She went to the Neighbors. He found Alyssa in a closet chanting something in Latin. I couldn't make it out though...
The next Morning I ate my breakfast. Alyssa was at school, and my Mom was at work. I had the whole place to myself. Just imagine what a 15-Year-Old Boy can do Home-Alone. Wait, don't imagine that...I was playing Xbox when all of a sudden there was a loud bang at the bottom of the staircase. I looked down at the stare case to find a little girl running around with the Pokemon card in her hand. I ran downstairs. The Girl had pitch black eyes, and hair the color of blood. She dissapeared. The card was left on the ground.
Alyssa returned home at 4PM as usual. Nothing happens until 4AM....
I was woken up AGAIN to the sound of Static on the T.V. Alyssa was staring at it shaking.
'Alyssa?'
'Help!'
'What?'
'Shes gonna get me!'
Then, Alyssa was dragged away. I heard bloodcurdling screams from the bathroom. I tried to open the door. I finally opened the door somehow. Alyssa was then hanging from rope in the shower. Blood was on the mirror. Smeared to make it spell, 'Your Next.' I Immediately run out of the house screaming in horror. Police came and investigated the scene. My mother pointed at me.
'Harry? YOU DID THIS! WHERE'S YOUR MEDICINE??'
'I threw it away. It was just crap anyway. I'm not crazy! I didn't kill her!'
'YES YOU DID!'
The cops pulled me away. I was sentenced to Life in Prison. I was charged as an Adult, also. No one ever believed me.
P.S.
I'm writing this story in my cell.
Sincerely,
Harry Philips
The criticism:
Evidence goes against this, considering you can't jail someone without hard evidence, so it is such that Harry Phillips must have been insane. The cops had found him in his home, blood on his hands and his sister dead hanging in their family shower.
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