{ALORA 1998-2019}
"Alora was just some lame nerd that died because of her irresponsibility" someone answered, I went up to them and whispered "ding ding ding, we have a loser" and I proceeded with slashing their necks, I looked at the faces of the others and I couldn't be happier as I saw that they looked as scared as a cat getting cornered by a dog, "see what happens when you get a wrong answer, now focus people if you don't want your life support to be cut off," I started asking more questions and slowly the population started decreasing until I stopped at Mason.
"Tell me, Mason, when did Alora die?"
"She died on May 17th, 2019"
"Good job, now can you tell me how she died?"
"She was alone at night and she got in an accident"
"Oof, now we both know that's not what happened" I raised the knife and pressed it on his neck until he answered.
"Okay okay! She was murdered"
"And may you tell me who killed her?"
"Um, I did" Quincy screamed and started coming towards Mason, his eyes were filled with tears and he looked surprised at his brother.
"How could you? What did she ever do to you that you just had to murder her?!"
"I had no choice! She knew too much, she was going to tell the cops!"
"Oh really? Too much? Too much of what Mason?" Quincy at this point felt helpless and I actually felt bad for the poor kid, but even though I'd like for him to know, I can't, so I shut off the lights.
{QUINCY}
Just as Mason was about to tell me, the lights shut off and when they were back on Mason was gone, I heard a girl cry and when I looked, it was Mason.
He was hanging from the chandelier, with shards of glass going in and out of him, I couldn't believe my eyes, I didn't know whether I should cry or scream, I didn't want to believe that he murdered the girl that possibly murdered him.
~ therapist office 2020 ~
"The last thing I remember was me waking up in the hospital with my friends, my parents crying, and police officers surrounding the entire area. That's all I remember from that night" I wiped my tears, got up, and left that office, I keep wishing that one day I'd wake up and all this would be one horrifying dream, but I have to go through the pain for it to feel like a dream soon.
THE END
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Terror!!MY PLOT WRITING IS NOT GOOD BUT THE STORY IS I PROMISE!! "uncanny isn't even close to what I'm planning" - - Alora Jones, a college student that was called names, used for homework, and so on, disappears on the night of May 17th and then found dea...
