Chapter 6-Tool

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Madison, open your eyes and get up

Can’t you just leave me in piece I’m not aloud at school so why would I get up

Because you just should now get your ass out of bed

God your worse than my mother!

 Don’t yell at me Madison just get up

I sighed in annoyances and rolled out of bed. My parents were at work so I was going to have the house to myself. I pulled my hair up into a messy bun and made my way down the stairs.

“God help me now the house is so boring,” I sighed dropping down onto the couch. I glanced over at the clock, 12:00pm wow I never sleep that long that dream must have stressed me out.

“Doesn’t look like my parents left anything to do,” I said happily,

“alright then let’s get ready” I laughed clapping my hands together. I jumped into the shower and washed my hair, the water ran down my face and I breathed in all the steam. I quickly ran my fingers though my hair and gazed into my reflection as I stood in front of the bathroom mirror. I then pulled out red lips gloss from the draw that held my makeup and drew on the mirror. I stood back from the mirror and looked at the list of things I wrote on it. Baseball bat, seizers, hair dye, rope, car keys and knife. My parents didn’t keep baseball bats where I could find them, because they were afraid I’d us it on someone. I walked out the bathroom and into my room, and got out the clothes I was going to wear. I pulled on a pair of purple skinny’s and a black tank top which showed off my two tattoos.

Hay when did you get that on your neck Madison?

You mean the Scorpio symbol?

Yes that one

I think it was about a month ago

I see

I claimed into my car and started the engine, and headed into town to find the tools that would assist in the down fall of my school

I’m going to have fun

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