The shepperd

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The short teens feat patter on the floor her knife in hand, small candles and lighter clutched in the pockets of her pastel hoodie. A smile pull onto her face, her knife draws carelessly across the floral wallpaper. She soon makes it to the kitchen and sees to it that her mother's face is turned from her. A light giggle escapes her lips, her feet make no more noise, they creep silently to her mother that is washing a dull knife. The wicked smile pulling tighter on to her face, she raises the knife high in the air and brings it down on to the nape of her mother's neck. The woman falls to the floor, a crazed laugh escaped the girls mouth. "Looks like the lamb just killed its shepherd" the girl felt no pain for her mother after all she did kill her dad. A sick laugh escaped her mouth. 

      She digs in to her pockets and finds the lighter and candles her bare feet tap on there way to the fridge she opens the fridge and pulls out a nicely mad cake frilly pink decrashins with the numbers 18 and 'HAPPY BIRTHDAY' spalled across the top in cursive. The girl smirks and drags her fingers across the top and collects the pink frosting she scowls at the pink

"ugg I never liked pink... you should have known this mother dearest" she sticks the candles in to the cake in roughly they sink in farther then they should she grips the lighter tightly in her hand, and roughly lights the lighter, light the candles she pulls off her bloodied hoodie and wash my hands She skips to the bathroom and and pull out the acetone and rubbing alcohol and dump them on my hands and keep enough to wash out the kitchen sink with two.

      She pulls a new pastel hoodie over my head I slip on my superstar foundation shoes and snatch the acetone and rubbing alcohol off the counter and carefully walks to the kitchen. Her steps are placed carefully as not to get any blood on them. They quickly pore the acetone and rubbing alcohol down in to the sink to rid any spots whale blood could be found. She makes her way away from her mother's body and light one more candle but this one doesn't set sticker in to the large cake those one she drops to the ground the fire starts small but is not big yet. The short girl smiles "bye bye shepherd". She walks out of the house and calls back "Bye mum I'm going out for a walk!" The girl smiles and starts waking to the park her feat lightly patting on the ground.

     Once she makes it to the park she goes to sit on the swing, her legs swing lightly back and forth. Then she feels her phone violently buzz in her pocket and screams 'I want to be your girlfriend' by girl in red, she picks up the phone and answers "Hello?" She says carelessly "Hello, would you be Jace Maloney?" the man on the other side of the phone says "yes, that would be me." she replies the man on the other side of the phone clears his throat "We have found your house on fire with no signs of your mother except for a pile of burnt bones." The girl stays silent and cracks out an "o-ok I'll be home in a minute." And hangs up. Seconds tick by and she hasn't moved but in a sudden rush of movement and laughter she says "I can't wait to see you again mother dearest."...




The school year has really gone downhill I currently hate just about all the girls in my grade and we only have 15 of them. Most of the boys annoy the livening life out of me except for a select few. Ah privet school where you've known everyone for 9 years and your still tired of that bull crap. Oh yah tell me how it's Ben going for you too loves. <3
~Love Jamie

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