First day of school on the other side of the bars let's go then I said. As soon as I walked into the building everyone looked at me. Some scared some angry but there was one guy who smiled to me. That guy was Sean he had black hair and was almost the smallest person of all the children I had seen today. I walked straight towards him and asked why he smiled he just said:"I smile out of respect, you had the balls to kill your own parents with only a metal pipe, you have some guts I need to say" I DIDN'T KILL MY PARENTS! I shouted. He replied:"oh really, the police saw you with the two bodies, in one hand a bloody piece of glass, and in the other that metal pipe stuck in your fathers chest who would've done it then?" Peter...I whispered. Who is peter? Sean asked. "Peter is a lunatic from 1703-1754 his ghost haunts me." Well that's the most shitty excuse i've ever heard, I'm Sean welcome to our school peter. I prefer Paul, I said. Okay, whatever you want Paul. Sean said. The black figure appeared behind him. He..is a nice kid...I would murder him if I was you...give him a slow and painfull death, let's see if he still has that bloody smile on his ugly face. Paul didn't say anything and just walked to his class.
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What's Left
HorrorThe dark shadow of my past follows me around, everywhere I look everywhere I go. It is there, the pure insanity of a psycho. But I am not that man i'm not that horrible thing who kills and tortures people just because it's fun. I'm just a normal kid...
