Chapter 3:iThink i lost my mind

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                                                             Chapter 3: iThink i lost my mind

Carly shay

After sam took off we had to play a few random clips of random stuff so we could figure out why she ran away like that.

''I think she was aware of what was about to happen and ran away.'' i say.

''Well we gotta find her. im kinda worried about her.'' freddie says.

''Spencer!!''

''yes.'' he said walking out his room.

''Did you see where sam went.''

''Yea she went down th street to the mental hospital down the street . i saw her when i was looking out the window.

'" To the mental institute?" i asked.

"Yea. i think ,"and he bit into his sandwhich.

"Come on Freddy." i said But before we left out the door gibby popped up behind the counter.

"Gibbehh." He said.

"What were you doing behind the counter?"

"Uhh stuff."

"ok. Do you wanna come with us?"

"Yea i love mental places, lets go."And he ran out the door.

Freddy and I ran down stairs and out the front doors of the building. We ran across the street to the...insane isylum? That place must really be intense.

We got to the front desk and there was a lady there.

"uhm Did sam puckett get a room here?" I asked.

"Yes but only one person can see her one at a time."

I looked at freddie and he gave me a look like you can go.

"ill be the only one going. Where is her room?"

"Down the hall,  take a left near the water fountain, second door on your right.""(A\ N:Victorious line!)

"Thanks and Freddie, find gibby."

I make my way up to her room and i knocked.

"Come in."  Sam yelled. I walked in and saw sam painting.

"What are you painting?"

"Duhh finger painting. How did you find me here?"

"Spencer."

"Man that man owes me 10 bucks. u gave him 10 bucks to shut up." she says to herself.

"Why did you check yourself in here?"

"because I'm nuts."

"your not nuts just because you like freddie." i say.

"shh don't say it."

"its doesn't matter if the whole world knows that.  SAME LOVES FREDDIE. SAM LOVES FREDDIE..SHE LOVESS ." 

Sam put her hand over my mouth and i licked it. ew it tasted like dirt.

"why does your hand taste like dirt?" i ask.

" i was dirt painting too."

"ugh im gonna go wash my mouth out!"


Sam puckett

I sat there in the room wondering if i should stay home or just fess up to likeing fredward benson.

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