Josephine is a 17 year old female girl , attending a normal high school , With normal friends , normal food, normal people , normal weather. But she is not normal. She is a serial killer.
Follow the mind of a mentally unstable teenager as she fights...
Josephine was mentally ill. Nobody knew , nobody cared. She was the oldest of 5 so nobody thought to worry about her.
She put on a pastel sweatshirt , over a white button up with a round collar. she slipped on a black skirt , some striped (specifically black and white) socks , and some Japanese maid shoes.
She was pretty zoned out , it was like her soul had left her body. she was just sitting there. Blank expression. Silent Breathing.
Josephine shook her head , waking up from what could be mistaken for a trance. Her soul was back , if it was ever gone. She stood up , and walked to school. A galaxy backpack hitting her back every once and a while.
She didn't know she was mentally ill , not now. She thought to herself "Let's make it through the day." and that was her life. no relationships , no friends , no family. Or , she had all of those...But they weren't here priority. They weren't ever real family , or relationships to her. They all seemed blurry to her , and they didn't make sense.
She thought it was just a stage.
No.
More than that.
It was reality , and it would hit her like a brick. Sooner or later at least.
Josephine walked down a silent sidewalk. the sound of nothing as she walked down the road. Nobody was here ,yet she seemed to feel the sensation of someone watching her.Even though she knew she was alone.
Maybe this was god? Haha. No. Not her , she's not special. And there was no reason to follow me , unless i was holy. Or unless I was going to do something bad.
Josephine stopped in her tracks and looked around , standing still and turning her head every direction it could go naturally.
Nobody was there , good. She continued walking as if nothing mattered , even though school probably did.
It took me by surprise to see my high school around the corner.
"Okay , High School. Check!" She said , realizing it was out loud , not in her head.
"Shit..."She said , reacting aloud. She still was alone , people were all walking into the building. She was antisocial , so she left a few minutes later.
The sound of leaves filled the air as a few of the other anti-social kids passed by , other side of the street. They were running it seemed. but from nothing. B
-TIMESKIP TO LUNCHTIME AKA 12:00 PM-
Josephine slid onto the corner table. she lay her lunch tray , a turkey and cheese sandwich and a sprite on the tablet with a loud "THUD!" causing some people to glance at her , but not even for a second.
she began eating , and suddenly began to feel sick. not just throw up some lunch, Like i might spill my guts ; in a more literal sense in this situation.
She rushed to the bathroom , and it seemed like this was a bad idea. but her brain wouldn't listen as she ran towards the bathroom. she rushed into a stall and sat on the floor , remembering to lock the door.
She began gagging , snot was dripping from her nose , she was coughing up snot , she was crying.
she was in internal pain. and she was panicking. She was literally going to die young , she thought.
She suddenly stopped. she was paralyzed. she stopped coughing , she stopped gagging , she stopped crying. she stopped everything. then she was pretty much pushed away from the toilet.
Her breath sounded like nails on a chalkboard to her. she covered her mouth to soften the noise , nothing. she tried to stop breathing , only to almost pass out. This seemed like hell , not really. but it felt like hell.
it hurt to breath. she ran out of the stall , almost slipping on the spill of a water pipe broken.
Then the hallucinating began , she could see black , shiny, tar like substance dripping from the corners and edges of the grey walls.
she was already trying to breath quietly but then she began to pretty much hyperventilate. her eyes were bloodshot from her heart going to fast , her breathing , and just fear.
a girl appeared , about 12. She stood there like she owned the world. her fingers dripping with the tar. she pulled a Butcher knife from her pocket and revealed to be splattered with it too , Like she had slashed some hemophiliac that bled tar.
Josephine was experiencing he last moments as a sane person
the girl licked some of the tar like substance of her fingers , staring at her like it didn't matter.
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Josephine blacked out. Her heart could of been mistaken for dead , her breaths could have been mistaken for her last.
She was alone in the bathroom. Asleep , left for dead.
And suddenly she awoke. Lights shining in my eyes , faces gathered around me like i was a cake at a birthday party.
They all started talking but it echoed to the point of only hearing "She's waking up." It was a familiar male voice , and i wasn't able to identify it. but that voice meant safety to me , in some way i can't recognize.
Josephine started resisting the force they were using , ripping out an IV from her arm and slamming her fist into one of the people's faces.
he yelped in pain as i yelled for help.
"F-fake Doctor! Fake Doctors!" I screamed, i was now able to understand it was a hospital.
a few people looked my way in panic , to see the man who i punched on the floor , yelling "N-no! I work here! N-no!" he yelled , as security guards dragged him away.
A man walked up to me , tall , muscular , and wearing a leather jacket. my eyesight was bad and i couldn't recognize him. but that was okay. I felt safe.
Writers Notes :
So how was that for a first chapter?
It's my first book, book. So i want to know what you think , comment down below what you thought of it , and maybe a spelling error or two >m<
I really enjoyed making this chapter , hope you liked reading it!!
