Chapter 3

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TW - MURDER, BLOOD

1:20 AM

he walked in the creepy house, and it looked like no one was home, so he continued to walk thru, and found nothing interesting beside these signs, he kept seeing them everywhere he went, so he got creeped out and left, he went back to the campfire and lit it back up, he knew this was the night.
the night he would kill his parents, well or morning.
he gathered his weapons, he put the knife in his belt holes, put his gun in the front pockets, and put the rest in his back pocket, he put his stuff like his blanket, food, somewhere safe, and then walked towards the house, and peeked thru the windows.
his dad was sitting on the couch, half awake, staring back at the window, so he crawled to the back door with fear of getting caught.

1:30 AM

he quietly opened the back door, and sneaked in, he walked back up the basement stairs, and unlocked the basement door, he walked up to his dad and stabbed him in the neck, his father let out a scream, as he held onto his neck, thorn looked him dead in the eyes, and shot him.
thorn heard his mom stomp downstairs due to the noise, thorn quickly turned around and shot his mom, then took the knife that was in his fathers neck, and put it in his moms, he heard the sound of police sirens and ran back to his treehouse before he could get caught, luckily he wore gloves, so there was no trace of his fingerprints, all he had was a blood trail following him from the knife, he shoved the knife and the rest of his weapons in his backpack.

he took his bag, and put out the fire, he put the pieces of his bed frame in a different bag, and ran back to the creepy house.

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