Chapter 36

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I place my sheet on the floor and lay her on top, I roll her into the sheet and put two knots on the edges so the sheet wouldn't come apart. I lay her in my bed

"You can bury her" Carter said

I follow him outside and spend four hours digging her grave. I gently lower her into it and spend two hours covering her up. I pat the dirt with the shovel making sure the grave was leveled with the ground and not crooked.

Once I enter our prison I sit down with my face buried in my hands

"Jasmine" Uncle Daryl spoke

I hold up my hand and he leaves me alone. I knew what I needed to do so I stood up stretching, anger surges through me and I slam the chair I was sitting in to the ground. I throw it across the room and it sits against the wall broken.

I go over to a set of bunk beds and push one so hard it falls to the ground, the metal bars falling apart. I go over to the gate and the guards back up, I begin to kick and kick and kick letting out all my anger. My last kick snaps the lock off the gate. I walk over to the bond fire and everyone moves

I pick up rocks thrusting them in the air, smashing them against the wall. As if they were pebbles. I kick each chair into the air or against the wall. My face is red and my hair fell down my back, I was so frustrated. I could kill someone.

Troy begins to yell at me and I start walking toward him

"Troy" his friends told him

I throw a punch into his stomach and he falls to the floor wheezing for air. I throw punches at his face and the blood keeps coming from his nose and various other places in his face. I get up and stomp on his dick as if I were feeling the holy ghost at church. He screams in agony and I can feel the stares with horror gleaming in their eyes

I take the broken piece of the plate and plow it into both his kidneys. I don't know what came over me but next thing I knew I had slashed his throat. I stood up again and dropped the piece of plate as blood coated my hands like a glove.

Uncle Daryl gently touches my shoulder and I push him away harshly, I wanted to say I was sorry but instead when I looked at him I looked away. I looked all around me seeing that I had destroyed everything. I washed my hands in the water bucket knowing they'd give us more when I ask.

"You turn into your Uncle when you're mad, freakin she hulk"


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