After I'd got home, and was tucked into my bed, I couldn't help but wonder why in the world this would happen to me. Me of all people.
I always watched how people in movies would break down crying out "why me" over everything that happened. But now I understand, well a little. They're whining sometimes became too absurd for me.
I stare up at the ceiling as if it would give me answers to this puzzle. At first I'd wanted to find who this murder- no, serial killer was, but it only proved better for me not to. He proved so.
In just about five months, this formerly large town has decreased in population about half of what it used to be. All because of this sociopathic serial killer. There's been about ten deaths already but there's been only dead ended leads. Well that is except for the mark he leaves on his victims.
AN
That's all. Sorry, i got tired thinking about what mark he should leave. So that's the first story.
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I loved it🙂. I don't give any slimy floors if it wasn't great😭.
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Talia.
RandomThese are book chapters on random books, so basically the chapters aren't connected. Except maybe if they are, then I'll tell you. I hope you like my writing as much as I do.
