My Story.....

Chapter One

Victim- Jaden Beibly-Dool.

Date of Death- January 14th 2015.

Means of Death- Unknown.

Location- In Chippewa High School Gym.

                I just laugh at the report. Of course they don’t know how she died. I did so many things to her, I am amazed that they know even who she was! I mean, her face was completely destroyed after I was finished with her!

                I put the paper down and walk over to the sink to start washing my hands. I still remember exactly I did to her. Most people forget what they did to someone when they kill them. I will never forget, it was too personal.

Flashback---

 

                I can smell her blood. I can smell her fear. She knows I am close by her but she can’t pin point where I am. This is going to be so much fun, getting revenge on this bitch for what she has done to me.

 

                I grin and start running after her again. Now I know she hears me but she still can’t see me.

 

                I catch up to her and run her threw with a simple beam of steel. I hear her scream as I feel the blood run down my hands and arms.

 

                “How does this feel bitch? This is nothing compared to what you have put me through all these years!” I growl in her ear and force the steel beam even further into her.

 

                She just keeps screaming and it makes me feel even more alive then what I had felt before.

 

                I keep laughing and grinning as I pull out the steel beam and she falls to the ground. I throw the beam away and I take out the knife I had taken from an old friend.

 

                “I hope you know what this means bitch. Your life ends here!” I yell as I stab her through her heart.

 

                I take the knife out of her chest and stab it through her stomach multiple times, just to make sure she is dead.

 

                After all of that is done, I throw away the knife for now. I look down at the dead body of someone I used to call friend and scowl. I then proceed to rip out her throat with my bare hands, rip her body up and then I go and pick back up the knife. I walk back over to her body and cut off her face and burn it right beside her but far enough away where it would burn the body.

        I then rip her chest and stomach open, riping out her heart, lungs, kidneys, everything in her body. After all of that, I am covered in her blood. I stand up and look at my handy work. I still was not happy. But I could do no more as I heard the police sirens already.

 

                “This still isn’t enough for you. But it’s all I have time to do bitch. The police are already on their way here. Be happy I didn’t keep you alive long enough to torture you first and I killed you before you felt the pain.” I say to the dead body as I turn away and go put on my cloak. “This is the last time anyone will ever see you.”

 

End flashback--------

 

                I smile to myself, reliving the killing as I wash off her blood.

                “Maybe now, I won’t have to worry about people picking on me anymore.”

So…what do you guys think about this so far? I will be making this an actual story, not just a place to get rid of my anger.

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