the purge ✦ carter reynolds

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Monday, January 1st, 2015

✦Maggie's POV✦

7:55 p.m

I walk around my mansion, collecting all of my weapons and materials that I'll need for the night.
Tonight is purge night, 1/1/15 to be exact. I put my leather duffle bag on my bed and walk to my closet.

I pull a pair of black skinny jeans on. Then, I put on black and white low top Nike roushe sneakers and a black Nike hoodie.

I braid my long hair into two French braids before checking myself in the mirror. I continue to get ready and I pick up my duffle bag from off of the bed. I sling it over my shoulder before unzipping it and pulling out my hand gun.

I make sure it's fully loaded before sticking into the waistband of my jeans. I pull my sweatshirt down so that It fully covers the magnum and check my sweater pocket to make sure I have my pocket knife and blade.

I walk down my stairs but stop when I'm interrupted by the safety announcement. I smirk whilst listening to every single word carefully even though I know it by heart.

"This is not a test, this is the sanctioned announcement by the U.S government.
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Tonight is Purge night. As you all know, all criminal activity is legal; guns, bombs, toxic acid.... You name it, It's legal. All government socials will not be active such as police men, paramedics workers, fire fighters and hospitals from 8:00 p.m to 6:00 a.m. May god be with you all. Let the purging begin."

I rush down my steps and open the front door of my mansion. I press a few buttons on my phone screen making sure that the metallic doors and windows shield my house so I won't get robbed.

The usual busy sidewalk is isolated and no one, I mean no one is on my block.

I step out onto my front step letting the January breeze hit my face. I begin to walk down the block with my hands in my pocket clutching my blade.

Suddenly I hear sobs and whimpers coming from a near by alleyway. I bite my lip and peek around the corner.

A teenage girl that looks around fourteen is sitting in the corner crying. I slowly make my way towards the girl. Her sobs cease as she sees me huddle near her.

"Pl-Pleass help." She whispers and I stifle a laugh.

"What's the matter?" I falsely sympathy and she sobs harder.

"H-He tried to r-rape me!" She stutters and I coo for her to stay silent. I reach into my sweatshirt pocket and pull out the pocket knife. Her sobs come to a sudden stop as I plung the knife into her spine. She screams in agony as I dragged it down her back.

I pull it out and lay her body down seeing that she's still breathing, I slit her throat instantly stopping her heart from beating. I bring the knife to her forehead and carve my initials.