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This is it.

It's still the weekend.
And I still feel guilt.

I go to the garage and get gasoline.

I go to school I poor it all over the school.

It's Monday.

It's the middle of the day.
I start the fire.
I lock all the doors so no one can get out.
And no one did they all died in the fire.

I killed everyone at school.

I've killed a lot of people.

As I sit in my room Theres banging on the door. I go to open it.

"Eliza ? You're under arrest for the fire and the murder of about 600 people. You have the right to remain quiet. "

I knew this would happen I let them take me. I confess.

And why I serve my life sentence in jail.

I feel guilty. I bite myself.

I slowly start to eat myself.

Eventually I've ate all that I could and I die.

I killed 601 people now.

I'm not ashamed. There's no reason why I did all these things but I did.

And it's over. And if I could I wouldn't change a thing but I would've murdered more.
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Completed 2/8/15

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