February 21, 2003
He wrote in his diary about his miserable life as a teenager:
Save me from this monster inside of me. I'm innocent. If I dropped this diary, conquer this beast. I'm harmless inside, but the outside is harmful than a pack of wolves. I can't manipulate this thing. I'm begging you, get me help. Please...
As he wrote down the last words in his novel, he deposited his utensil from his pocket, he felt a sharp figure in his sweatshirt pocket. A pocket knife.
He gasped, and then panicked. Put the pocket knife down on the street floor filled with blood stains, he dropped it ferociously on the ground. Sitting there as he thinked about the issues of his life.
There was no time to think. Gunshots were coming torward to him. He weared his torn black ski mask on his face and disguised him through the cops. Gunshots again. He took cover to the back of the dumpster.
"Come on Tyler, We know you're out here." The men showed their weapons out to him. Gasping for breath, he sprinted toward the nearest shelter to take cover. The forest.
"There he is!"
The cops sprinted toward him.
I have to let him out. I have to.
Took out his pocket knife and held it to the cops.
"He's got a knife!"
Growling as he showed off his monstrous inside, he killed all the police in one move. With his sharp pocket knife he had been murdering the men with, he deposited it again in his pocket.
Took off his ski mask, he showed off his curly dark brown hair, dark brown eyes and tattoos of disgrace, he ran toward the forest
And never came back to Columbus.
I'm sorry everyone, I'm sorry Columbus.
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Faceless (A Tyler Joseph Fanfiction)
FanfictionFace•less adjective (of a person) remote and impersonal; anonymous. A city was known for it's wanted criminal. Tyler Joseph. Assainating innocent lives on every corner. Just because of his insecure shadow named Blurryface is making him a criminal...
