Two gunshots were heard Saturday night, around ten o'clock. All I heard was screaming breathing and then silence. Its like after those two bullets pierced their skin the whole world stopped. I cleaned up my tracks I opened the bag of materials I had. Quickly pulling out gas and oxygen bleach pouring it over the dead bodies that lie there ready to rot and disintegrate. I pulled out the lighter from my pocket and watched as the fire expanded burning the bodies that lay upon me.
I poured more bleach on the burning humans, eager to allow them to feel all the pain I had managed to build up. I packed my bags up making sure to take off my gloves throwing them in the bag along with the gas. I got into the truck and drove off.
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I walked into school Monday morning through the back door. I walked to my first class Forensic Science. "Dinah welcome you are actually early. Glad to see you." I walked to my seat not greeting the man. "How do you know if you covered a murder right." "DNA, any form of DNA the scientist discover can easily lead up to the person getting caught. Bleach Oxygen is the best way to cover your tracks. Also speaking of the Bleach have you seen mine I had it on my display table?"
"No, I haven't, I didn't realize it was gone."
I looked at my phone seeing that I had a text message.
Unknown: "Tell the man you stole his materials it won't hurt."
That's when I realized I was being watched how and why, where my only two questions. "Dinah, are you even listening to me?" "Oh um not really, sorry I am just a bit tired." Mr. Dixon nodded in understanding and went to his desk.
"What if you were being watched for something you have done in the past? You made sure all of your tracks have been covered. Only one person knows you did something, and is watching you hide it all." I said looking at one object on the desk, concentrating on my words.
"Come out, tell the police you did it. If you are being watched, what is the point in hiding?"
I sighed I opened my mouth to speak but was interrupted by two boys. "Ah Mr, Dixon the man I was looking for, may I have a word with you?" He nodded and disappeared with the two boys and I was sitting in my own pool of problems. I can't come clean to anyone unless they find any evidence leading up to me. I can't go to jail like my father once did, which he is still serving his fifty years. That's what I needed to do, talk to him, he would know exactly what to do.
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That same day I was on my way to speak with my dad, but before I stepped into the building, I got a message.
Unknown: Talk to him and your house will burn down.
I didn't believe the words but either way I didn't care I had my truck, money, weed, and all the others what could possibly get burned that I care for. I left my bag in my truck and entered the door. I signed my name showed them my drivers license and walked in. They called my father. I waited for the man to arrive.
Soon enough a tall Polynesian with muscles that could crush a tattooed arm, big eyes with a beard and long hair appeared at the window. "Well did you do it?"
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"I rather you do not hang around them, Dinah. They brainwash you, she always wanted you to change but I wouldn't let it. So please do the honors of just ending it for her and that man." I listened to my dad as a sixteen-year-old I lived with my dad until he got arrested soon after I started living with my mom and stepdad. I never really was fond of living with the two creeps, but once I turned seventeen I did my own thing. I started selling drugs, going to clubs, fucking woman. I learned I was an intersex going into high school.
So the whole school knows me as "Dinah the fuck girl". I haven't hooked up with too many women but I hope I can find a lover.
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"I did, two bullets one through each body. I stole some bleach from Mr.Dixon and burned them."
"I am proud of you-" "But now I am being watched, every single move I make someone knows and keeps texting me."
"Don't worry just don't fall into its trap, it's probably just a scam. I have to go know, talk to me in a few weeks."
I left the building and drove off to my house. Seeing that it did indeed get set on fire. I realized I maybe do have to watch out for myself. It wasn't a spam, they could continue to watch and find ways to punish and take away things from me. I drove off to my best friends house, hopefully, she would let me stay over until I can find a place.
I knocked on the door and waited for any sound of movement, "Dinah hey what's up?"
"Ally I need a place my house got burned down, do you mind if I stay here for a little while."
Ally's smile got bigger. "Yah comes in, I have another friend over as well." I raised my eyebrows and she moved over from the door and revealed a melanin girl. "Normani meet Dinah, Dinah meet Normani." Ally said as she allowed Dinah to come in. I smiled at the girl.
Her body was built like a model very perfect, it was as if it was chiseled. "Well hello, Dinah it's nice to meet you." I was so caught up in staring that I hadn't really realized she had been trying to catch my attention. It was as if I was having a staring contest with her body but soon realized what was happening. "I am so sorry, hello Normani it's very nice to meet you."
Normani just smiled and continued whatever she was doing. "Please keep your friend in your pants." Ally whispered and winked at me. Normani is a nice girl but why was she here and why was she staying?
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