𝐌𝐲 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐣𝐞𝐜𝐭

𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬𝐧𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐈𝐧𝐠

I sat on his red couch in front of his black big TV screen

I take a look around his room and see a lot of weird things

His sense of style is somewhat... interesting

He has some skeletons in every corner of his room, ugly dolls every where and last but not least a human doll with blood and Screws all over his body, hanging from the ceiling

I was fucking terrified! What the fuck is wrong with him?

"What do you want to see? I have lesbian sex, gay, orgy, threesome-" his hand moved around the dvds on his book self

"No! No! You misunderstood me, I want to see the murder and suicidal movies you have"

"Are you sure? Why would you want to see such a movie?"

"I'm doing a project on audio-visuality, specifically on audio-visual violence, and I need some study material.." I explained "I see.."

He took some time thinking what move to choose "bad blood! That's perfect for you.." he took the DVD out of the case and put it in the DVD player

He took the remote on his hand and lay down on his bed pressing the play button

Suddenly the tittle of the movie was written all over the TV 'bad blood' in red bold letters and then seconds later a few people appeared

They were tied with rope and had a plastic bag on their face.. they knelt down and out of the blue guns where pressed at their forehead

"No please, I have 3 kids, pleas-" bang! He was shot, falling down blood running down from the bag...

"Fuck! That's horrible!" I covered my eyes quickly and stand up walking away from the screen"you wanted to see this!" He laughed

"How can you watch this kind of movies?" A scream cut me off

"Turn it off! Please!" I begged him

"Okay! Okay! Calm down!" He press a button and the TV turned off

I felt relieved, this was horrible!

"Thank you" I whispered "fuck, what I'm gonna do?"

"What do you mean?" He brushed his fingers through his hair "about my project! I need to describe a murder scene in less than 2 weeks and I have no fucking material!"

"Well, you can create an image on your own to describe or you could describe one of my cases.." good thinking but that means a lot of work and I don't have enough time

"No, I'll have to work my butt off describing a made-up murder or a made-up case. I'll just hope folks has found something good.." I let out a heavy breath and leaned back on my chair "do you have any snacks im kinda hungry?" I said rubbing my stomach

"I have popcorn, you want some?" I nodded and grabbed some of the popcorn box that he was holding the entire time "do you want me to restart it?"

"Ahh.. yes I have to do this! This is fake isn't it?" I asked hoping he would say yes "no this is real, this people were payed to get killed." He pressed a button and the TV has showing the tittle again

"Have you ever.... ever witness a real murder?"

"Yes" wow his answer was quick "not on TV, I mean in real life!"

"No! No! I'm not insane! I like this movies yeah, but I'm not a psychopath to watch people get killed and do nothing!" He shouted

"Sorry I didn't mean to offend you.." I whispered

"Just don't do this again!"
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I was searching for professor Folks around school all morning, but I can't seem to find him

Where the fuck is he?He just disappeared out of nowhere! I asked a few professors and no-one knew where he went!

For fucks sake, that what cell phone were invented for! You get paid 3k a month just buy one!

I walked in frond of the cinema room and passed it..

Maybe he went to see the movie, I begged him to look for..

That old man probably fell asleep watching it..

I opened the big red door and walked down half the aisle where I saw him sitting in the front row

"Professor? Professor folks? Have you fallen asleep? It's 7:30! You are late for class!" I yelled but no response "Professor?" No response

I walked down towards him only seeing his back "professor?"

I step and in front of him and froze at the sight before me...

He was pale, his eyes bags blue but his eyes still open and his hand on his mouth

"Professor?" His asthma inhaler on the ground. I waved my hand I front of his face but none of his reflections where working

FUCK HE IS DEAD! OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD! WHAT DO I DO?

OH FOR FUCKS SAKE! HE DEADED???? OH MY FUCKING GOD!

I wrapped my hand around my head and started panicking "what the actual fuck? He is dead?"

Phew breath! Breath, you need to calm down! You have to calm down!

Phew, breath in breath out, you got this!

Breath in breath out! Breath in breath out! That's it!

Ahh much better! I looked at him, how did he die? There is no blood, so he wasn't murdered..

I stand still for a couple of minutes and think

He has asthma, he had his inhaler with him so why dint he just use it?

And why he dropped it?

He had asthma so he needed his inhaler, but when he tried to use his inhaler he was so shocked that he drop it

FUCK THATS IT!?

What did he saw that was so disturbing and horrifying?

Check the fucking monitor Penelope! I run to it and took out the cassette.. fuck I have to see it

I plugged it and press play, the giant screen was filled with colorful stripes

Fuck no! I can't!

I pressed stop and took out the cassette.. fuck I'm so fucking scared right now..

I shoved it in my bag and run to the headmaster office

Oh my God? What just happened?