Cosmic Killer

Cosmic Killer Intro

I had that dream again.

The dream that makes me wake up with sweat dripping from my skin.

The dream that isn't really a dream at all,

The dream thats more of a nightmare.

Because its The dream where I see my whole world fall apart.

Well... Not exactly...

Hello. My name is Cosmia Elise Black. My first name is not "Mia" or "Cos", it's Cosmia. my mother never gave me any nicknames so you don't deserve to even try. Well, now that we have that out of the way... My mother is dead. When I was 8 years old, my mother and father died at the same time. Because someone shot them, while we were getting mugged, in front of a theater.

(yeah I know just like batman right?)

Well it turns out, not every little kid has a badass butler named Alfred to take care of them when their parents die. I know. Disappointing.

I currently work at Starbucks café. And before you say I'm some basic white girl, just think about what it takes for a homeless 19 year old to get work. Yeah, it's not as easy at it sounds. The people who I work with know I don't have much money, so they let me sleep behind the counter when it's cold at night so I don't catch hypothermia in winter. And I may or may not be a kleptomaniac, so it's hard for me to not take some bread and cookies.

Oh now I want cookies... With chocolate... And some milk... (wait have I eaten today?)

God I'm getting off topic again... Anyways, my dream. It's a dream where I see myself killing other people, getting caught, and taken to jail. And who turns me in? The manager at Starbucks, aka my BOSS!!

*dun dun dun*

The worst part about that dream is that it actually came true... More or less. When It happened I thought it was a dream again. But then I couldn't wake up. I was living a nightmare. I ACTUALLY killed people for no reason. Well... At least That's what they told me.