The Crazy Six

Hate and Insanity

Hate can drive anybody crazy. And I don't mean that nonchalant hate like when females say "omg I hate her." See when you hate someone, you make plans. Plans to hurt. Plans to kill. That's hate. And I can't even explain what being crazy is. It's fun being crazy, because you just don't care. That's what this story is mainly about. Making plans and not caring about anything else in the process.
This story called The Crazy Six starts off with this 17 year old male. Let's say his name is, Tyler. Tyler's idea of fun is hurting people. He also has an amazing sense of humor and doesn't have many friends but can make many people laugh. Also a little word to the readers. Tyler doesn't have any "supernatural" powers. He just has bloodlust. So let's get on with the story. You got one crazy guy in a school full of idiots. I'm sure most of you know how it is.
Tyler was sitting in math class (worst class of all by the way) not doing a thing, while others were working. His teacher-let's call her Mrs. Ivy, asked him "Have you even done any work?" "Of course not." He replied calmly, knowing she would say something smart. "Well considering your grade, you need to." She said. Some of the class laughed. "Just for the record.", Tyler explained. "Just because my grade isn't high, doesn't mean I'm not smart." "Then what does it mean?" This kid asked-let's call him Oliver. Tyler shot a serious look at him. "It means I don't care." Tyler said. "Hahaha you're dumb." Oliver said.
Well you know how high school kids can be. Finding anything to fight about. So immature, right? But Oliver called Tyler dumb. And if there is something Tyler doesn't like it's being called dumb and/or stupid. It's a trigger word for him to just go completely insane. What I just did, my friends, was foreshadow. "Mrs. Ivy, are you going to shut him up?" Tyler asked. "No, because maybe he's right, Tyler." Mrs. Ivy said. Tyler stood up and walked towards Oliver's desk. "What are you going to do?" Asked Oliver. "Fight me?" "Fighting takes up too much time." Tyler said. "I'm way too lazy for that. Buh-bye." Tyler whispered in his ear. Tyler pulled his knife out and slit his throat and blood came gushing out. The class freaked out. Everyone ran out the door, except Mrs. Ivy. "Ya know this wouldn't have happened if you would've shut him up, right?" Tyler said. "Please....dont....please." Mrs. Ivy begged. Tyler killed her on the spot and opened the classroom window and ran. He was now a murderer.
Now, I know what you might be thinking. That escalated quickly. But, Tyler had a plan. A big plan. To kill someone he hated. And he had to do something very bad so the attention could be drawn off of him. "But didn't he just kill 2 people and run off? Wouldn't that draw attention to him?" Maybe. You never know. Tyler might end up in some trouble. He is only 17 ya know.