Glistening Red. My favorite color. It shows passion and devotion. It's what humans are made of. Literally and figuratively. Too bad it was spilling in a puddle beside me. A olive toned Brunet with her throat in a knot. God she was stupid. Oh Help Me, I'm Depressed, Attention!! I had to use her. Make her shut up. Be grateful.
Chapter 1
My heart was racing. One side of me was screaming WHAT DID YOU DO?! The other side however, simply telling me to hide all evidence. So I went with the more rational side. It's what I do. I take her suicide note, her telling the police it was me who made her commit suicide, and wrote my own. It was filled with family woes and a past that was in a downward spiral to this moment. I made her say goodbye, put a couple of water droplets on the paper. To make it seem like she was crying of course. And put the note on her dresser next to her hanging body. I picked up my black handbag and dumped the contents on the floor. I dialed 911.
-HELP PLEASE MY B-BEST F-FRIEND. 313 E. CAROLYN DR. SEND HELP.
-M'am please calm down, what happened
-SHES DEAD. PLEASE HELP ME. OH GOD PLEASE.
*call has ended*
I go to sit on the couch. It has a gruesome scent of weed and puke. I grab my mascara and run some lines down my face, mangel my long brown hair and try to turn my blue eyes red from crying. I hear sirens outside and I start sobbing uncontrollably.
POLICE OPEN THE DOOR
*door slams open*
M'am are you ok? Where is the victim?
S-SHES IN THERE P-PLEASE
I pick up my purse and leave the scene. I walk down the street in my muddy converse. Past the sketchy Waffle House and to Paradise Park. I smell the apple and wood chips before I see the rusted yellow slide and plastic swing set. I get a running start toward the loosely packed hedges and leap through the opening caused by my many passes. I pass through and see it. My Oasis, my tree. It's darkened bark, rough like sandpaper, however the soft green leaves and grass manipulate the surroundings. I start to climb the willow trees think branches and start to sketch my new plan.
Chapter 2
I look through my sketch book and plan out my next profit. Her name is Shahala. God I hate that name. It makes her seem so innocent and kind. I sketch her out and put dots around her pressure points, in other words what can I mangel to get her to obey. Now I just need to find out how to get her boyfriend out of the way.
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Just random stuffs
De TodoThis is just a bunch of random scenes, no story line or anything special. This is just my imagination, so I wouldn't suggest you read it.
