Fourteen

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Murder.

There's the frantic sound of laughing, crying, and a mixture of both.

Blood is covering the walls and the heavy desperate footsteps of a person running is heard throughout the hallways.

There's a girl with a chainsaw hunting her next victim. There's a male who drives a spear through his girlfriend. There's a female nearby begging for her life to be spared.

But there's no such thing as living in this place right now. It's kill or be killed.

There's a student with a gun - a male who laughs hysterically after shooting both of his female classmates. You can hear the blood trickling from their throat.

It sounds like a waterfall - it's almost peaceful if you close your eyes and imagine the sound of water.

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You see, despair is more fun than hope. Hope stands on harmony in order to survive, as well as righteousness and all that other bullshit.

Despair devours both love and hate - it spreads like a potent disease or like mushrooms in a forest.

You may think you're above petty human desires, but you need despair. You don't wanna be bored out of your skull for the rest of your life do ya?

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