I was in the library ever since someone had wrote on the table I always wrote on during my free study sessions and it just turned out to be Ryan who was in my class but I still wrote on it because I couldn't be bothered to do any work.
lately the boy who always sat across me concern me, he was watching videos with how to aim a sniper or how to shoot a gun.
I had never bothered since I was told that him and his father had always gone shooting animals for fun which I never think it was fun but I let the boy get on with what he was doing.
but after a few days he had sent me folders with videos of him killing animals and photos of guns and he messaged me telling me he think I would be a good shooter but I hated the thought of killing innocents things so I declined.
and now he had stop texting me but he always took glances at me but he was probably mad I declined his offer for shooting.
then he started laughing and I look over to look at him but soon turn back to see a notification on my phone from him.
'I'm not the one who committed a crime. you did."
and then when I looked up from my phone. my screen was covered in red and there was piles of bodies surrounded by me and a knife in my hand.
