Chapter Three

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ASHLEY CRAWFORD: SOPHOMORE: FIRST VICTIM

I remember her from the crowd that threw me in the dumpster and her rude comments when ever I’m near her.  Tonight will be the night I get my revenge.  2:03am, it’s time for me to strike.  I looked around the house, and saw a window left open, “Haha, stupid bitch” I thought.  I cut the screen open with my knife and climbed inside.  I landed in the kitchen and walked up the stairs, and looked around.  “Which room his hers” I thought, I saw a room with an “A” hanging on the door, “That must be her room”, I headed towards the door and turned the knob.  Inside, there was Ashley, sleeping peacefully on her bed, “Not for long” I thought.  I walked over to her, took my duct tape out, and put it on her mouth, that way no one can hear her screams.  I took my knife out of my pocket and put a mark on her so called pretty face.  Her eyes shot open, she turned to look at me, I waved and with my knife I cut her neck.  As her muffled screams faded and eyes closed, I checked for her breathing and pulse: none, good.  I lifted her up and stuffed her into my bag, climbed back out, through the window and made my way to school.

I walked into the school, and walked towards her locker.  I remember this trick I learned before, when you set the lock dial to “0”, and kick the locker it will open.  I tried it out and the locker door magically opened, “Yes” I whispered.  I put Ashley into her locker, closed her locker and walked out of the school.

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