I went to the nearest bar , the bartender looked a bit young ( perhaps 18 or so) and i asked for a shot.
"One shot of tequila," I demanded
"Aren't you a bit young to be here?" Asked the bartender
"Aren't you a bit young to be working here?" I replied with a sharp, loud voice.
"Ok fine, sheesh," the bartender gave me a shot.
I took the shot in one gulp and exited the bar without hesitation.
I went to the nearest supermarket and entered.
I got a bottle of Gatorade and a cookie and slowly walked out of the supermarket."Hey you kid!" Shouted the seller.
I looked up to him , death staring him.. I continued to walk out of the store. He came after me..
I came back to the store but instead of putting the stuff back I grabbed my pocket knife and stabbed him in his peepee and whispered
"if you call the police, i will stab you again.. but this time in your neck. Do you want that? No, no, no."
He was screaming from the pain he had just uncovered. I left the store, but i made sure the camera footage was deleted.I walked away from the store feeling a rush of adrenaline and power. My heart was pounding in my chest, and I couldn't help but feel like I had gotten away with something. I walked down the street, trying to look casual, but my nerves were still on edge.
As I approached a park, I heard sirens in the distance. My stomach clenched, and I felt a surge of panic. Were the cops coming for me? Had the seller called them despite my warning?
I picked up my pace, practically running towards the park. I needed to get away, to hide out until the heat died down. But as I turned a corner, I saw a group of cops jogging towards me. They had their guns drawn, and I knew I was done for.
Without thinking, I drew my knife and lunged at them. They were caught off guard, and before they could react, I ducked beneath them and sprinted away. I could hear their shouts behind me, but I was fueled by fear and adrenaline.
I ran through the streets, dodging pedestrians and cars alike. My heart was pounding so fiercely in my chest that I could barely breathe. But I didn't stop. I couldn't afford to slow down.
Finally, after what felt like hours, my legs gave out beneath me. I collapsed onto the sidewalk, gasping for air. I was covered in sweat and panting like a dog, but finally i did lose the police. But they must be after me.. I found a clothing store in the distance and decided to steal some clothes to cover my identity.
Once i reached home, I undressed myself and hopped in the shower. The hot water washed over me, but I couldn't shake the feeling of paranoia. My mind raced with thoughts of being caught, of being thrown in jail for a crime I had committed. I couldn't afford to be caught, not now, not ever.
As I dressed in my new clothes, I made a plan. I needed to leave town, to start a new life somewhere far away from here. But first, I needed money.
I grabbed my laptop and started searching for the best ways to make quick cash. That's when I stumbled upon an article in the dark web?! It's said to kill this blonde you would get $1000 cash. Lucky, this dumb blonde was in my area! I quickly packed my bag (with my handy dandy pocket knife and my new mask).
I exited my apartment and located the girl's apartment. I knocked on the door, no one answered it.. The door was unlocked so I quietly walked in and found the tiered blonde sleeping in her couch. 'At least she'll die in her sleep' I thought. I stabbed her in the weakest part ( the neck obviously ) and looked at her as she started choking on her own blood. A bit splattered on my face but I wiped it off with my black hoodie.Job well done and now I must get the award. I made sure I took a picture of the body and went back to my apartment m grabbed my laptop and sent the photo.
The sketchy guy told me to meet him at the place I killed the blonde.. so I did and I got the cash. I went back to bed tiredly and dreamed about me and my family. I don't remember there faces .. more like they were blurred but I do remember I had a little sister (Emily) and there was my dad. I don't recall my mother in that dream... I wonder why...
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HorreurLexi, who was 10 years old, was abandoned from her own family. Then tries out murdering and loves it! So she makes it as her new hubby. But sometimes she wonders.. why did her family abandoned her?