Its that pathetic day again I bring the small flower pot to class imedeate insults spill out of my classmates mouth. Finaly it's my turn I squeeze a smile and go to the front of the class I start talking about the flowers that I brought and how much they mean to me... Its finaly end of the day I start going home looking at the last of my beautiful flowers suddenly I feel a hit. It's him again. I just try to walk past I don't have time for his shit. He suddenly grabs the flowers from my hands and starts to rip them apart only a seed with a flower sprouting from it is left while his buddies laugh he throws the dirt at me. I've had enouth of his bullshit i punch him straight in his face I've had to fend for myself before this is gonna be nothing different i kick him he falls down on the ground with a loud thud his friends start panicking but don't do shit they run away fucking cowards I stadle the asshole on the ground and start to punch his face over and over and over again I suddenly start to feel something I feel amazing this rush I'm feeling I need more I keep punching and punching the rush is getting stronger I keep punching the hair is starting to get loose from my ponytail i don't see what I'm doing but it's so satisfying hearing his screams more more blood i need more blood
A voice kept repeating it's suddenly silent I look at my work his face is completely caved in it looks like a smoothie of blood and flesh no one's here i pick up the seed it's a bit bruised but i think I can replant it i take one of the red flowers and gently place it on the mush that was his face. Pft pathetic I say to myself.
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Mantodea (creepypasta)
Horrora simple spoopy story to read when you're bored (this is my first story so sorry if it's confusing also sorry for any typos)