As I sit in my apartment, I could hear sirens in the distance. They were coming for the killer who was blamed for the unconscious decisions. I never knew what I was doing. Something inside of me was doing this. I sat holding a razor blade to my wrist, trying to gain enough courage.
*Breath in* *Breath out* I can do this. It'll all be over soon...
My phone goes off. Three more emojis.
"I can't do this". Why did I even start this? I hurt so many people. I killed my best friend and I can't take anything back. No one will believe me if I told them it wasn't me.
" You did this to me, You started all of this" I screamed at my phone, I should have never opened the message as I recalled what started this whole thing. The day that ruined my life, starting on that crowded subway train...
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This book is still in progress so at times I will be going through the chapters and adding/ deleting parts to better improve this book before it's completed. Once the book is finished I will go through and republish the final copy Thanks for understanding
~Abbie
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Killing For Emojis *In Progress*
HorrorJake gets sent weird messages one day and he gets a strange feeling about the red ink blot pictures that goes with the messages. Will he ignore it? What is this feeling and what will it do to him? In the end is everyone safe? THIS STORY AND ALL CHAR...
