"Could today actually get any worse?" I think as I walk home from school. I've been trying to get ahold of my mom for at least a hour, but she just won't answer her damned phone! I try again. Guess what? No luck.
"Dammit mom!! Pick up!!" I yell as people stare at me. "What're you looking at!!" So much for southern hospitality...
I finally decided to walk home because it started raining. Great. It can get worse.
(Time skip)
When I get home I find both my moms car and my dads car in the driveway. Strange... I walk to the front door and find it slightly open. Again... strange... As I walk into the living room I see that the TV is on and turned up loud. I turn it off and walk into the kitchen.
"Mom! Dad! I'm home!" No reply. I hear a loud thud upstairs and I grab the nearest (weapon of choice). Then I grip it tightly and slowly walk up the flight of stairs...
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Well? That was the first part. I hope you like it. And give me some ideas! I need it. Thanks for reading!
•Nikki
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Killing Gone Wrong...
Horror"It just had to be the day I was taking my final exam... And me? Why me? I'm nothing! And you're a killer.." Jess yelled at his white hooded figure standing in front of her.
