Tickle vs Jason

I have to make this weekend more fun. I was home alone, cause my mom went to get her hair done. My little brother was at his friend's house. Then all sudden, a crash from the pourch door caught my attention."What was that" I said.

It was a shadow of a big man. He walked this way to find someone to kill. He wore a dark brown jacket, dark glooves, black boots and skin, and a hockey mask."JASON'' I said. I was hiding under the table.

I was stunned in fear, until Jason grab my leg, and pulled my out.

He caught hold of me, waving his sword at me. As he was about to kill me, I thought of something I've always wanted to do. I reach out to grab his leg, take off his boot and his socks, and tickled his black and ticklish foot.

Jason started to move his foot around, snuggling to get his ankle free.

I tortured his soles and his toes so bad that he collapes on the ground, and letting me go.

I'd got up and run.

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