Why Girls Shouldn't Cheat On Boys

There once was a guy named Jack who had a girlfriend called Ashley. She was the most popular girl in school. The three most popular guys were Tom, Marcus and Jack. Ashley thought Jack was okay, but she really liked Marcus, who liked her, just like every heterosexual guy at the school. Marcus and Jack were archenemies. Marcus repeatedly stole Ashley away from Jack.














One warm Friday, Marcus asked Ashley out to the movies. Jack was eavesdropping and knew when and where they were going.














Later that night, Jack snuck into the seat behind Marcus and Ashley. Jack watched them put arms around each others' shoulder, then hug... then kiss... then PASH!



"Do you want to come to my place and skip this boring movie?" said Ashley.










"Hell yeah!" said Marcus.














Jack followed the couple home. He watched Marcus and Ashley have sex. Then, Jack ran away home. He didn't want to see any more.














On Monday, Jack didn't come to school. At lunch, all the popular kids at school were having their usual coversation.










"Where's Jack?" asked Tom.










"I dunno, probably crying at home because he didn't get to go out with Ashley last night!" said Marcus. Everybody laughed. Marcus had a way of making people laugh. Only the three of them were there. It felt really weird. Jack had never been away from school in his entire life according to Tom.










"Well I never did really break up with him except by text on Saturday!" Ashley added. Both the guys laughed again. It seemed really weird to have such a popular group with only three people in it that day. But that's because it was no ordinary day.














The next day, Jack didn't show up to school either.










Or the next day...



Or on Thursday...



Or that Friday for that matter.














On Saturday, Tom kept trying to ring Jack to see if he could come over, but his phone was switched off. He walked up to his house and knocked on the door, but there was no answer. Then he remembered that Jack's parents were commercial airline pilots and they had to work every day so they wouldn't be there. He knocked again, but there was no answer. So Tom figured that Jack must be out, however there was no answer for the rest of the day.














He did the same on Sunday, but he wasn't there all day and he knew that Jack was rarely allowed out at night. Especially when there was school the next day. So Tom sadly rode his bike home at 6 which was his last attempt.














The next day at assembly, the principal had told them that this week the year 12s had to stay back for a special assembly. It was their last assembly and they had Block Exams to do. Why did they have to stay back? The whole year was shocked when they saw Jack's mum walk in.










"Kids," she sighed. "I have made a special announcement because one of our school members has died. Yes, I know. You probably all know Jack Halagey. Yesterday when I came back from a stressful flight to Bangkok and back, I searched for Jack, called the police and found his dead body in his closet. They carbon dated it to be about a week old. There was a note next to it, and I suggest that if you do not like these kind of themes that you leave now.






"







Some people in the assembly left, but only for religious reasons or the fact that they wanted more study time which they should have been doing for the past 2 months.














"Okay," said Jack's mum. "The note said...







My dearest Ashley,



I watched you at the movie theatre and at Marcus's house and I will continue to watch you. I never thought you would do something like this to me.I really loved you, Ashley. I died for you just like Jesus died for the Christians.


Always with you,



Jack.

Then came the usual tears after that story. The principal walked up to the microphone.

"Thank you Margret Halagey for sharing that sad story with the year 12s. That concludes this week's assembly, year 12 is now dismissed.


Please post this message in 5 places or more, otherwise Jack will haunt you forever. He now watches the mafia as well as Ashley and knows where you all live. He wants you to know about Marcus. He wants you to show you care.


Thanks.



[in loving memory of']



**Jack Halagey**



Born: 29th December, 1992



Died: 4th August, 2008


Still don't believe me? Well here's what happened to my friend's girlfriend. I was at her house two weeks after that happened and we were posting up stupid answers to a blog. Then when she saw this message she blatantly ignored it. The next day at school on that gloomy Monday morning, something excited the whole school. As she was making a speech in front of the class as her English assignment, she collapsed in front of everyone. She had just suddenly died.


[in loving memory of]



**Catherine Morton**



Born: 1st April, 1995



Died: 25th August, 2008



Later on when police investigated, they found poisoning in her sandwich that she ate that day.


After school on Wednesday, my other friend was checking through his e-mail and found this same message. I was at his house for a sleepover. He deleted it thinking it was a stupid forward. He was on a flight to Indonesia the next day. When he got to Jakarta International Airport, they found a form of poisoning inside his bag. When Australian justice found out about this, it was also the same one-of-a-kind poison that was found in that girl's sandwich. Since he was in Indonesia and she also came from Indonesia, he faced trials the next day and on Monday, he was executed.



Two weeks later, Brisbane International and Sydney International airport security went through the records and found that the poison was in fact snuck into the luggage that went on the flight to Jakarta.


[in loving memory of]



**Matthew Grainne**



Born: 28th February, 1995



Died: 1st September, 2008



Two examples of how people ended up dead by not spreading this message.



Something else had also been found relating to the case.






Imeem Music Website



Tuesday 6th January 2009...

haunted (permalink)12:31am



WHEN U R READING THIS DONT STOP OR



SOMETHING BAD WILL HAPPEN! MY NAME IS



SUMMER I AM 15 YEARS OLD i have BLONDE



HAIR ,MANY SCARS no NOSE OR EARS.. I



AM DEAD.






IF U DONT COPY THIS JUST LIKE



FROM THE RING, COPY N POST THIS ON 5



MORE SITES.. OR.. I WILL APPEAR ONE



DARK QUIET NIGHT WHEN UR NOT ExPECTING



IT BY YOUR BED WITH A KNIFE AND KILL



U.


THIS IS NO JOKE SOMETHING GOOD WILL



HAPPEN TO U IF YOU POST THIS 5 MORE TIMES!



[in loving memory of]



**Summer Jones**



Born: 31st March, 1993



Died: 5th January, 2009


So remember to post this on more than 5 places, otherwise you DIE

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Is there a mirror in yo pocket? Cause I think I see mahself in yo pants.

Thanks for the fave

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"If you are what you eat...I could be you by morning."--Mandy

NICK WHAT HAPPEN??

surely you have a secret cache of drawings you've been doing

nick, do something you stupid shiat

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Is there a mirror in yo pocket? Cause I think I see mahself in yo pants.

you don't post anymore! we're all alone without you!

hii seaweeeed

i've made a newww friennd...ish..

andd, his name iiis...

!!KALEBB!!

hahaha, you're brother is pretty fookingg cooll

you, joshua, caleb, someone i dono, n gloriaa

ouch, poor gloria...haha just kiddingg

4 brothers...o mann, i want 4 brothers...

haha, your brother reminds mee of you



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Is there a mirror in yo pocket? Cause I think I see mahself in yo pants.

dig your work, especially you featured. thanks for the watch...and the bridge. tis indeed a lovely bridge it is...

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//EX-LOG.PEDRO//:MEZZOFORTE//

Annyong!

thank you so much for the watch ^^

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be quiet and drive