I've been walking for what seems an hour. I then hear the laughter of teens. One of them sounded like a tea cup. I went to the direction that the laughter was coming from. I ducked down behind a bush. To see what I had to deal with. They all looked really weak. There seemed to have no weapons in the camp. They had two tents, there was two girls and two boys. I was happy that I found this. The thing is I always have my two totems, with the totems I could trap people in there and make there worse dreams come true. It was always fun. Last week I lost them. I had a knife with me. They couldn't run from me though. It was basically impossible to do so. I knew this part of the woods like the back of my hand. I then charged one of the boys that looked the strongest. He then went to his pocket to grab something. He throw something towards his friends as I stabbed him in the neck. I got off of him and went to kill his friend. He was protecting the two girls. He had his hand behind his back. There faces were looked terrified. Since one of there friends are dead. The guy kept his eyes on me. The two girls kept there eyes on the dead body. I went to stab the other guy. I then learned that he had a switchblade behind his back. He stabbed me in the stomach. I didn't show that I was hurt. I didn't scream. I then stabbed him. The girls were frozen in fear. I cut both of there throat. It was an easy kill. I grabbed the food in the camp and went. I had blood soaked cloths. I had to stop 'cause I was bleeding everywhere. I had to pull the switchblade out of my stomach. I had no backpack with me this time. My backpack had a med pack in it. I got a good grip on the switchblade. And yanked it out. The pain going through my stomach was unbearable. I couldn't stop it.. i closed my eyes. I had pasted out in a matter of seconds. Was this it? I need to get back to camp but I couldn't get up. Not even move my hands. Let alone my fingers. I've never been stabbed this bad before. I felt someone pick me up. I knew when I wake up I would be in a jail. Or a hospital when I wake up. I'm done for was all I thought. I would never even do the thing I love again. Yet after 5 minutes I heard muffled sounds of people talking I wasn't up. It slowly faded away. I was ether dead or going to die in prison.
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Found then lost
HorrorA girl had a terrible past had been living in the woods for almost a year. She killed many people before. But the one time she tried to kill a group at a camp. She quickly found out on of them had a switchblade on them. She managed but at what cost...
