Chapter 1

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I crawled through my window with blisters on my hand from my 'incident' from mere minutes ago. I had second thoughts on how hard I was holding onto the shovel as I ran my fingers up my face to my hairline. Digging holes and burying things was something anyone had done either playing as a kid in the sandpit or to burying a body. Unfortunately for me it was burying a body that I was doing the night before.

I walked into my bathroom trying not to let a single wooden floorboard creak. The warm water showered my cold body as I stood in my shower staring at the floor watching as the blood ran from my body. I caught myself smiling as I thought about how the crimson red blood going down the drain wasn't mine but instead the picture-perfect girl Elizabeth from school. I warned her every day that I would get revenge for her cruel ways of bullying me and she just didn't get the message, so I made the message bright and clear while carving into her amazing body. Specifically, for me it was only bones I was burying as I had butchered the meat from her skinny bones and put it into little bags for the pound so the dogs wouldn't starve this winter. I always had a special part of my heart for the local pound of Westview as I myself was left there in a box as a baby. Cliché, I know but I guess my parents simply didn't want little old Gwen, their disappointment of a child before its own 1stbirthday.


Sorry, I know its a short chapter just I'm tired and I want to watch marvel, but I hope you enjoyed it :) 

Sincerely, Gwen.Where stories live. Discover now