ticklishjewels1
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“Julie! What’s the next thing gonna be?” Asked my friend Emily. It was my 18th birthday, and we had just finished eating cake. I was still wet from swimming, and I needed to change. “I think it’ll be presents next. Let me get changed first, then I’ll decide.” I walked downstairs into my basement where my room is, and started getting changed. I was in my shorts and my tank top when I heard a knock on my door. “Julie! Hurry up!” It was Sarah, my other friend. She can get kind of impatient when something’s not done right away. I opened the door and she was standing there, waiting. “I’m hurrying. Give me a minute.” I was putting on my flip-flops when she grabbed my wrist and pulled me out of my room. “Come on! We’ve got a surprise for you!!” So I walked out, barefoot, into my downstairs living room where they were all standing next to each other, smiling. Before I know it, I’m being tackled! They get me to the ground, and tie me up with whatever they could find: shoelaces, present strings, etc. Then, I’m placed on my sofa, and waited in silence for the next thing to happen.
They are all smiling, and I ask “What’s going on?” They all said “We’re gonna… tickle you!!!” And with that, I feel at least 30 nails come down on me, attacking me everywhere. AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHANOOOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOOHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHAH!!!!!!!!! How could they have found out I was ticklish? Coincidence? No. One of them knew. As I’m laughing, I feel one set of nails tickling my soles. OH SHIT!! I think. I break out laughing harder. AHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHANOOHOHOHOHOHOHOHTTTTHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHHEHEHEHRRRHRHEHHEHEEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEH!!!!!!!!! I’m kicking and bucking as they tickle me everywhere. I’m on the verge of tears as they slow their tickling. “God, you ARE ticklish, aren’t you?” I hear Emily ask. I just nod as I breathe in and out after what felt like a near asthma attack. As tey untie me, I feel playful tickling all over. “Hey now guys… stop.” I say. At that, it starts up again… a tickle fight. I’m attacked from all sides, but now I’m free to tickle them as well. It lasted about 5 minutes before my parents returned home from their errands. “Girls? Are you ok down there?” I hear my mom ask. “Yeah mom, we’re fine!” I say, still a giggling mess. I look up and we all smile at one another. They know, someday, I will get them all back. On that day, I would show no mercy.
They are all smiling, and I ask “What’s going on?” They all said “We’re gonna… tickle you!!!” And with that, I feel at least 30 nails come down on me, attacking me everywhere. AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHANOOOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOOHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHAH!!!!!!!!! How could they have found out I was ticklish? Coincidence? No. One of them knew. As I’m laughing, I feel one set of nails tickling my soles. OH SHIT!! I think. I break out laughing harder. AHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHANOOHOHOHOHOHOHOHTTTTHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHHEHEHEHRRRHRHEHHEHEEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEH!!!!!!!!! I’m kicking and bucking as they tickle me everywhere. I’m on the verge of tears as they slow their tickling. “God, you ARE ticklish, aren’t you?” I hear Emily ask. I just nod as I breathe in and out after what felt like a near asthma attack. As tey untie me, I feel playful tickling all over. “Hey now guys… stop.” I say. At that, it starts up again… a tickle fight. I’m attacked from all sides, but now I’m free to tickle them as well. It lasted about 5 minutes before my parents returned home from their errands. “Girls? Are you ok down there?” I hear my mom ask. “Yeah mom, we’re fine!” I say, still a giggling mess. I look up and we all smile at one another. They know, someday, I will get them all back. On that day, I would show no mercy.
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