I taped his mouth,
Not a word,
"Good night beloved child!"
He muffled,
He's only a teen,
Way bigger than me,
I tied him,
Tighter,
So he won't move a muscle,
He bumped his head,
On mine,
I tied his his head,
With sticky black tape,
He suffocated,
He can't breathe,
I got out the weapon,
My knife of murders,
I silently sticker the knife,
Right to his chest.
I pushed the knife in his chest,
Harder,
Even harder,
Blood was drooling down,
He is dead.
YOU ARE READING
Me the murder
HororBorn to murder......I'm lonely.....sad.......I'm dangerous.....I have no friends......I can never be trusted😔
