Short Story I.

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I feel the fear overcome me; its truly terrifying.
The feeling of numbness traveling through my veins.
I didn't kill those people, it was him...
The feeling of blood on my hands is almost orgasmic, but as I have previously stated; I have NOT killed any of those people. But the blood on my hand proves otherwise, you enjoy killing people Alex; and you know you do. No! No I do not!
Yes you d- NO!
I can hear sirens they are very close.
I... have to get to the roof...
Police! Put your hands up!
Oh shit they are in the building... Oh, shit... Thank the almighty lord... I am finally on the roof.
I can jump and end it all.
Get on the ground!
Oh shit! I then jump off the roof.
Ouch, that hurt alot...
It didn't have to end like this Alex, it could've ended better. Wh- who's there?
It's me Alex.
Who?
Alex.
Wait, I'm talking to myself?
Not exactly. It could've ended better.
We could have gotten a multiple homicide count,
But sadly no...
But... who are you!?
I... am... Insanity...

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