It Begins

Last Day

That Morning, I woke up, with a gun in my face.  I was pulled to my feet and pushed against a wall.  These people had masks on and had guns, like they had A LOT of guns.  I pulled out my knife without them noticing.  I stabbed and killed one.  Then the rest grabbed me by the shirt and pushed me against the wall.  I then noticed who it was.  This was Harrison and Alex from my school.  I told them that it was me. But they didn't believe me.  I was basically pleading for my life know.  They then noticed it was me.  They helped me up and appoligized.  Even though they were my friends, I still don't trust them.  I held my knife in one hand and my pillow in the other.  Harrison said that they need supplies.  Damon said we don't have enough supplies to share.  Then Alex said we don't need to share and put a gun to Damons head.  I then grabbed Alex by the throaght and stabbed him in the head.  Harrison attacked me and I went to stab him but he hit my knife out of my hand.  I tackled him and punched him mulitiple times.  He would once and a while punch me back, but it didn't hurt that much.  Then he picked up a gun and hit me in the head with the back of the gun.  Then he went towards Damon and Cooper, thinking he knocked me out.  But I jumped up and tackled. My greatest weapon was my hands.  I strangled him and when he died.  I did something unexpected.  I laughed.  It felt great for some reason.  I felt blood Thirsty.  For the first time, It looked like I scared Cooper.  But I didn't care, I was, deep inside, a killer.