Midnight

I stare up at the night sky as I drift away. I keep my eyes open so I never forget. I slowly slip away until I am gone. The nameless being, the killer, the monster is gone. We have both won the game finally there is a true winner. The clock strikes midnight and I am gone. It was meant to be he gave me the name for a reason and now its all over. She can join her family and I can join my brother. Moments later all is quiet and everything goes dark. But how did this all happen? I'll tell you. Its a story of two people trapped in the same body. This is everything and that is my life. I will warn you it is a fearsome story but I was never a monster and everything I did had a reason.

It's been three days since I was kidnaped. It all started on the night of Halloween. I was invited by some girls to go to a party and of course I went along with them. I've always stood out in a not-so-good way. So I thought that if I accepted their invite I would fit in more and maybe have some friends. A few minutes into the party the girls sent me to get drinks for them, and when I came back they were gone. I figured they weren't coming back and that it was some sick dare. It happened when I walked out the door. A man dressed in a horrible outfit grabbed me and shot me with something in the neck. The next thing I remember was waking up on the floor of a poorly light dirty room resembling a basement. I looked around and saw the man who grabbed me but instead of talking I began to laugh. He started yelling at me but it did no good. I was laughing at the words of the kidnappers and making fun of them. Shouldn't I be scared these guys look like there gonna kill me, so why am I acting like this? I don't know why but I can't stop laughing my psychotic smile must be scaring them since they don't look quite as confident anymore. Before I realize it I'm speaking. NOO don't talk you'll anger them they'll kill you, but I can't help it its just too funny "Hey you, yeah you over there with the roadkill hair." Why did I just say that how stupid am I? "Is it true what I'm seeing right now? Did you really wear that shirt with those pants I mean I'm not an expert but even a child would know better then to wear that outfit." What the heck shut up shut up but no I can't I just keep on talking. "You know it's getting late and your mother is probably expecting her little boy back soon. Tell me does she approve of your extracurricular activities, kidnaping girls and tying them up? All those years of boy scouts and you only learned how to tie a knot. Too bad it wasn't very good one." Bursting into maniacal laughter I can see the man in front of me didn't like my comments too much. The man gets close to my face. I can see my water blue eyes reflected in the darkness of his eyes. I respond "Um excuse me but I'd really prefer that you don't touch me I don't need to collect some raging disease." This pushes him over the edge and he hits me right across the face. "Now that wasn't very nice haven't you ever been told not to hit girls?" He continues on by calling me a list of names I don't care to repeat and rambles on about how I should shut up and do as he says like thats going to happen. I pretend to sympathize with him and understand I even break out the tears. He's not very smart or he would have seen through my actions. "You know what I'm tired of you. You've obviously got no life and no reason to live." By this time I'm already towering over him his back turned to me. The second he notices he tries to grab me but is too slow, I dodge and already have him pinned. He asks how I managed to escape the rope. "Like I said you can't tie a knot to save your damn life. And right now thats just the thing that would have saved your pathetic life. Night Night." And with that I slit his throat with his own knife. Savoring every moment so I don't forget. "Humans really are controlled by emotions, how stupid." Next thing I knew, my conscious blacked out the next day I couldn't remember much. It all seemed like a dream.

The next day was Tuesday, I decided to go out for a run in the woods. A few minutes in I felt something strange in my pocket. The object felt cool and slim in my pocket. "What is this?" I carefully pulled the object from my pocket. To my surprise it was a knife covered in blood. I freaked out and in the moments of panic I stupidly threw the knife as far as I could and ran away. "Its probably just something from Halloween there's no way it was real. If it was why would I have it?" I talked myself out of any fear in the knife, now it was just a prank that I fell victim to. I continued my run through the woods and to the other side of the pond across from where I was before. I was so lost in my thoughts that I didn't notice the change in ground and tripped. Now your just gonna love this hahaha. When I looked down I noticed a man on the ground bleeding. "Oh my gosh are you okay?" I said to the man in panic. He didn't respond. I turned him over and saw the knife lodged deeply into his head. I was too in shock to scream all I could do was kneel there frozen, my body was covered in his blood from tripping over him. Now see I told you were going to love this, haha that side of me is quite clumsy don't you think? What do I do? I can't think clearly I can feel myself drifting away. There it is again its back. Well I can tell you what your not going to do, you're not just going to leave it here in plain sight. This side of me knows what to do but how? Why? What is this?! I picked up the body whipping off the finger prints on the knife and threw him into the pond. There done. When I regained consciousness I couldn't completely remember how I got back home or what happened during my run. I think back retracing my actions and it comes to me. "Did I kill someone?" No no I couldn't have. Then why would I think so? I walked over and opened my closet door and found my clothes from the run. Stained red they were covered in blood. I screamed and threw them to the wood floor. I can't believe this! I did kill someone! I've never killed anyone before so how did this happen? Don't think too far into it or you'll regret it. This is something That I'll never forget. After I killed someone, I spent the rest of the day trying to convince myself that was happened wasn't real, that it was all my imagination.