Blood Lust {Laughing Jack}

Chapter One~

-Ella

Here I am, A newcomer to a small neighborhood. Me and my parents moved out of our house because my little brother got murdered there by some thing.... I don't know what exactly it was. I only saw it for a quick second until the 'thing' went away.. Laughing.. Every since then all I can hear in my dreams is that creepy giggle only a killer could have and the face.. He looked kind of like a black and white clown..

Well, anyway I need to stop thinking about that.. I'm carrying boxes in my new home.

After we Finnish bringing all the boxes in and we start to settle in we get a knock on the door. It's our new next door neighbor and her son. They came to welcome us to the neighborhood. And then they invite my parents to an adult party. Which means I will be home alone. How fun..

So later at around like 8 my parents come down the stairs all dressed up. Say goodbye then leave. I wouldn't have a problem with being home alone I mean I am 14, but ever since I saw that thing whenever I'm home alone i see it. When I look out the window I see the face and hear his giggles.

So later I go for a walk to clear my mind. I keep walking until 2 kids on skate boards drive up to me and say

"Oh so what do we have here? A new comer!" I groan and try to walk away. They give me a smirk and keep riding next to me.

"What?" I growl.

"I just wanted you to meet us. And who do you think you are yelling at us?!" They yell.

"My name is Ella. That who I think I am" I smirk and start to laugh in my mouth.

"Well you messed with the wrong people Ella!!" He screams while pulling out a knife. I have held a knife in my my hoodie ever since the killing. I pull my knife out of my hoodie and get into a fighting stance. One of them swings at me but I do a dodge roll around him and stab him in the back. Right then I get this urge.. The urge to kill.. I feel like I need blood to survive.

"YOU SHOULDN'T OF PISSED ME OFF!!!" I scream with blood lust in my voice running towards him as I tackle him to the ground. I snapped. I put my knife against his neck and slowly pushed.

"Say your sorry" I growl.

"I'm sorry!!!I'm sorry!!! I'm

s-s-orryy!!!!" He yells while gasping for breathe.

"NOT GOOD ENOUGH" I yell murderously. As I push the knife harder. Then I get an idea. More blood the more fun right?? I take the knife off his neck after one more slash them I start cutting up his stomach and i mess around with his intestines and start assorting them on his body.

As he takes his last breathe I say "Just die already" as I plunge my knife right through his head.