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It's happening again i think as i wake up from my nap drawing in sweat and i look around i see that my clothes are stained in a dark red color it's happening again i say as i turn my tv on to look at the news static goes off an i hear this haunted words a 38 year old teacher is missing o now i think it happened again and they as i try to walk to the kitchen i fall my version goes ambiguous and i see flashes of a person i think i know a man with gray hair glass on chained to a wall and i see i remember samuel dorrance of emolior academy .as my vision comes back into forcoure i jump up and run down my stairs remember all the bad grades he ever gave me grabbing my pitch fork from the garage i go to my basement there i see him.i stare into his eyes watching him plea for his life and i throw it landing right on his foot he wince in pain and i laugh this is going to be so much fun but as i get ready to cut of his feet for the shadder i hear a ring of my doorbell i quickly walk up and open the door there i see the police we have a warrant for your arrest they say i run in my room and as they follow me i shot one in the head as the body falls the other follows me to the basement but then i see there both still moving as i go to the basement i grab my shovel and hit them in the head crushing their noses. Soon I whisper happily to myself soon there will be three I say as I chain up the cops and take their id mr.jones and mrs.nasa mmmm I wonder how fun this will be i say as i cut up the teacher feet putting it in the shredder. He screams looking at the girl be side him spear her he says take me i nod knowingly and go up to her i rip the tape from hear mouth so i can hear her screams as i get my sewing kit.when i come back i see mr.jones pleading tears running down his eyes talking about the family he has i ignoring not paying him any mind i go up to the nasa girl and patch her head feeling remorseful for the young girl as i stitch her mouth shut and unchain her but she looks at me with a wicked look and we both nodded we must get rid of the evidence i say as i cute of the teacher eyes and put the rest of his body in the shredder come on you can empty the shredder she listen obietyl with no question i laugh at my joke her face is shout. That when i rember the jones boy a cop but my favorite teacher i think how will i do this i grab my glock and aim it to his face and i see the relife in his eyes and i tell him in not going to let you go this easly i say as i shoot is chest.i start cleaning up waiting for him to bleed out enjoying the action then as he is moments away from death i get a peeler slowly peeling the skin off his body like a potato getting ready to be mashed. But then i think twice grabbing his weak limb body and typing him back to the pole i then take pictures of hid bleeding body ready to sell him on ebbAy as my bestie friend kai comes to the door in the basement with a sledgehammer holding mr.dorrance body mangled and destroyed body parts ripped off i hear his pulse i smile wickedly as kai grabs a pair of scissor cutting his heart out he is in too much pain to speak or whimper and is only a stomach and a head bleeding out as i stomp on his head busting it open i then look at mr.jones as he stares at me with hatred and fear but something else respect as kai stuffed him in a box and taped in closed know it's time for the clean up she says we clean up quick and go to our rooms for a sleepover and mr.dorrance burgers as we eat kai starters to giggle as he take turns jump on the box mr.jones is in but because he was our math teacher we would not hurt him but as i take my turn i remember mrs.nasar and me run down stairs kai takes mrs.nasar to the kitchen and drawing her in water holding her head down as she tries to resist and as her body slowly weaken and her lungs burn from lack of air and explode fill of water i stab her in the back twisting the knife into her back as she falls cough up blood and foaming we laugh a joyful laugh but when we turn our back me see mr.jones in the back with a sledgehammer and he hits kai i jump on him but he jumps up and runs back words into a wall making me fall and throws us in the stove he turns it to -180 degrees and lets us free staring and as we cry bang on the door he lets us out i'm not like you guys im good i have a family we look at each other with a new found respect and alliance.

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