chapter 2 'Not so lucky anymore'

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I grab him by his left arm and the scruff of the neck, and drag him to the fire pit, his blood poring out onto what was once Green grass I throw his body into the fire pit and watch his worthless body burn. Then I hear a sudden voice from behind me. "Hello? Are you okay? Do you need help?" I slowly turn around, my big over grown fringe covering my red Devil eyes. My sweaty hands still gripped around then kitchen knifes handle. He looks confused. "You ask too meany questions-..." I paused. "I don't like that."  He suddenly turns around As if someone was behind him, but before he could turn back I sprinted towards him and stabbed him in the chest. He fell instantly and his dark blood flowed from his cold dead body. I drag him by the leg to the fire pit and threw his muscular body to its end. His 'white top' wasn't so white anymore. I giggle whilst looking around me. "You saw too much, I couldn't let you escape..... I'm soooooo sorry," I say sarcastically, in what could be an 'innocent voice' "it was so nice of you to help me-....but I don't, need help."

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⏰ Last updated: Feb 07, 2016 ⏰

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