I woke up at 9 the next morning. The TV still on from last night.
"Thomas Gurley, 18 year old, know it all was killed on his way home from work last night. It's probably because he was so consistent in his route to work. His lacerations match those found on Ryan Penney, could we have a serial killer on our hand?" The News anchor read out.
Oh well, time for breakfast. As I entered the dining hall I noticed the red haired man sitting at a table by himself munching on a sesame bagel toasted with cream cheese. I grabbed some food and made the decision to sit across from him. He looked up at me astonished that I was there. I asked him his name. He replied Michael but he signed it??? Great I cant kill a deaf person they wouldn't hear me coming i thought.
"Well Michael, my name is Luke but you obviously can't hear me so I'm sorry about telling you that" wait no I'm not sorry.
He gets out his phone and types 'I'm not deaf dumbass I'm mute." He gets up and leaves the table and I am astounded by his audacity to talk to me like that. Guess murdering him is back on the table.
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Teen Fictionmichael nodded his head to the music playing in his ears as he walked down the lonely, vacant streets of london. he kept quiet even as he walked into the lobby of the hotel he was staying at and the new bellboy greeted him. michael only gave a nod t...
