The gate opens and I pause smelling fresh air for the first time in two years. I continue boarding the boat to the city. I've been working out non-stop in prison so you can say I'm more in shape then I was back in school. Speaking of school. I should probably stop by since it was in the middle of ninth grade when I got arrested. But first, I'm going to my house.
I arrive at my house. It was black as if it got set on fire.
"What the hell happened here."
I walked inside and there was a corps of my mother on the floor with burn wounds and half decayed flesh running down from her bones.
"Oh that's just charming, just leave her on the floor to rot. Yeah cause that's a fucking treat," I said sarcastically.
I kicked her body just for the fun of it. On my way back to my room I pass the safe. Surprisingly I still remembered the combo. It creeked open and just like I was hoping. The shotgun I shot my dad with was still there and loaded. Along with your standard glock 14. I take both the guns slide the glock into my inside pocket and clip the shot gun along my back of my waist. Took a few packs of rounds and found some burnt cocaine.
Hmmm half smoked coke. Eh, fuck it. I snort a few lines. Then I head out of the house and make my way towards the school.
I make my way up to the school doors. Swinging them open I go to the office and ask for the principal. He comes out and grabs me and I slip a poison file in his drink on his desk when he was in his desk drawer.
"Nice to see yah."
"Always a pleasure Mr. Cast," He replys as he takes a drink from his tea.
I just smile and walk out. I walk into the bathroom load my guns and as I walk back out the bell rang so you know what that means. I put my good up and my bandana over my mouth.
I turned the safety off and unloaded all my clips of glock 22mm bullets into 220 some kids killing them all. I walk down to the library dropping my glock and pulling out my shotgun. I struggled to open the door as if someone was blocking the doorway I let out a few rounds into the door. As I expected, I heard screams as a thud on the floor as if someone fell over. I opened the door and stepped over the teacher with his flesh pealing from the inside, out from the poison bullets I loaded my gun with.I slowly pace around the library, cocking my shot gun for my next kill. I push book shelves down and watch it domino effect and fall on top of a petite white girl with heavy makeup. The shotgun shell fell to the ground as I fired down at her. I cock the gun and move on over by the study, where the fire place was. One of the students had the fire stick and took a swing at me I backed off with each swing and finally got leeway to empty my shell into him.
I kicked him into the fireplace and watched him burn for a few seconds before moving onto my next victim. Which didn't take long cause he had balls to come up to me and try to Ingotieate with me. I was like, Is he a fucking idiot?! Without thinking twice I pull the trigger. Another girl was heard crying. I think I might of just killed her boyfriend. Sucks to suck. I find her around the corner and I look her dead in the eye and pull the trigger.I drop the shot gun then walk out the back door like nothing happened. I run and hide under a bridge. For now I'm keeping a low cover...
A.N. don't worry there is more to come I'm just going to stop and continue with chapter 2 Tomorrow love u all see u then
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Nocturnal Nightmares
Teen Fictionsomewhat of a parody of Murder house but in my own words and few changes in characters... basically what would happen if my life was like the murder house season... idk how else to explain it... main character; Xavier Cast