A Beautiful smile (original story bc yolo)

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hey guys! I tried to writte a scaaaary story! you can use this story as inspiration but don't steal it bc i copyright this bitch!!! *tried to put cp simbol there, fails* Curse you Experia keyboard!!!!

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Anger. It's a funny thing isn't it? It's such a wierd feeling. You feel like you could do such a horrible thing, noone should ever know about. And i did feel like that as long as i can remember, even when i was still a child. People were always messy and forgetful, nothing was ever in the right place. They weren't good enough, and noone ever cared. I don't even remember smiling once. It wasn't different when i grew up. I was living alone. It was just a few months ago. I hated people and their messy habits. The only person i bared to know was Elizabeth. Elizabeth Jones. She came to my house twice a week. She was perfect, but her laugh. It was ear piercing. Whenever she was laughing i wanted to rip out my ears. Once...i've had enough. I went to the kichen where she stood and sang: "close your eyes and you'll get a surprise!" She did as i told her and i tan to the nearest drawer to get a knife. I told her to open her eyes. She was smiling, but her smile quickly faded as she saw the knife. I I I stabed her in the eyes multiple times. At least she didn't have to see me with the knife anymore. In the evening i went and buried her in the back garden. After that i washed up and got to sleep.That night i slept better than in ages! When i woke up i finaly feelt good. BUT.NOT.GOOD ENOUGH. I..it didn't hurt at first w-when i took the knife and stabed my right arm. I was left handed i had no use for it anyway. I feelt relief again but i WASN'T HAPPY! I WASN'T SMILING. So i took the knife, put it in my mouth, right to the edge of my lips and i just draged it across my cheek aaaall the way up to my ears. I did it on both sides! So i ran to the mirror and i saw the warm liquid flow down my face as i feelt that the cuts started burning like hell. I had a smile. I finaly was happy. But....

HAPPINES IS OVERATED

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