Why won't anyone be my friend?
She repeated this to herself over and over again like a mantra.
As she stood in the bathroom with a watery face and a frighting frown, she noticed a shine coming from her backpack. As curious as she was, the took it from her backpack and examined it. She soon realized that it was the same object from home.
She remembered her mother telling her not to touch it but by the time she remembered, it was too late. Her hands fogging around the thing. She wondered what it was for.
The girl shook it and licked it, poured water on it but nothing seemed to work.
The girl was going nuts. She couldn't take it anymore.
No one wanted to be her friend. The object didn't want to work, Nothing wanted to work for her.
"Please open. I promise to let you see me kill everyone in my class. But you can't tell anyone, Okay?" She waited for it to respond. After a while, the object shining color had changed to a red shine. The girl was suprised at what it did.
The object was blinking this time, "How about we kill together?" The machine reasoned with the child. This girl was astounded but liked what she was hearing.
"Yeah, let's."
Immediately the object surrounded her with a evil aura that could send chills down anyone's spine.
She smiled victoriously as she felt this surging evil corrupt her.
She didn't care for anyone at this moment, she wanted everything to die.
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Catching Thoughts
AléatoireI mean, this is a book of thought up stories that consist of randomness. It's more to the book but nothing more. I guess it's something to write as i build up my plot for my upcoming books. To reassure every person reading this, EVERYTHING that i a...
