A few months later this bitch from school was trying to start a fight with me. Surprisingly, it was just me and her. A few weeks back I had started carrying a knife with me, and when the bitch lunged at me, I took it out. She immediately backed up, typical. I dashed forward and before she could blink, I sliced, cutting her throat. I watched, satisfied, at the crimson liquid pouring from her neck. I cleaned my knife and put it away. I looked at her face one more time, then I walked away. I felt a little bit of my sadness slip away, along with a bit of my sanity.
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Losing My Sanity
RandomRiley seems normal on the outside, but on the inside, insanity is taking over. Before I start this I just want to warn you there will probably be at least some bloody, gorey scenes. And no, I am not a serial killer, this is just a sample of the wei...
