Journal Entry 1.5
We both scared and killed my drunk mother. Now, I have less to deal with. I'm in love with Jeff. He gave me his favourite knife and is now using another knife that he's starting to like. I went to school on Halloween. Everybody was dressed in scary costumes. I thought that it would be great to go to school to hunt down Jayden and kill her in her sleep right after she went to the Halloween party that was held at her best friend, Jordan's house. Me and Jeff went to school the night of the Halloween dance. Everybody was starring at me and Jeff. They were clearly scared. I loved how I heard their blood curling screams. It was music to my ears. Seeing them get scared at the school dance. I had a knife in my hand. With real blood and so did Jeff. I also saw Jane there, Jeff's sister (Aka Jane The Killer), there. She was in her original outfit and blending in with the rest of the kids. As we got in the gymnasium, we looked for Jayden and her boyfriend, Tom. After 30 minutes of trying to find them both, we finally spotted them at the photography station. We followed them until they separated from each other to either go to take a break or go to the washroom or whatever. Finally, they separated from each other. Jeff handled Tom and I handled Jayden. Since the gymnasium was super crowded with people in scary costumes, it was easier for me to knock out Jayden and drag her to her house. I stayed there for a while in her room until she woke up. After 50 minutes of her "sleep", I finally got her to wake up. I stared at her when she woke up and I said, "It's okay, child. Go to sleep now. Shhhh..." I slit her throat and covered her mouth with my hand. My knife was bloody, just the way I liked it, and I heard her muffled scream. Her suffering was a cure to my depression and sadness. I felt happier. I do have to admit, her being alone in her own home on Halloween night, is a bad decision...because you never know when you can die while you're asleep. When I returned to the school, I noticed it was still full of people in "scary" costumes. So, I went searching for Jeff. After what seemed like forever trying to find Jeff, I finally found him, with the help of Jane. He was fixing his sweater in the same washroom he murdered Tom in. He was happy and smiling. Just like I was. "I've missed you. Did you kill her yet?" He asked in a deep, sexy, mysterious voice. "Yes. Indeed. I'm happy now." I said. My new name was (Y/n) The Killer.
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FanfictionMy life before Jeff was shit. My mom abused me, I wanted to die, I stopped hanging with my friends, and I even went into the woods whenever I felt like I needed someone to kill me already. Jeff fixed everything for me. He knew how I felt.