Walking home quickly I still couldnt shake the image out of my head. Rubbing my eyes it was still there bottled in my memory.
Almost home I sat down at a bus stop bench. Crying whilst shocked I couldnt help but feel disgusted. My own brother.
Thinking back I ponder on the situation.
Flashback**
So as I peered around the corner to reveal what was behind me.
I see Trent talking with a girl. All of a sudden they're kissing so romantically I assume. Disgusted abit about it I still observe. Next thing you know clothes fly off and they're naked.
As Trent turns to face his back towards me, I get a glimpse of the mystery girl's face. Which happens to be none other than Cindy...
CINDY!!
Out of all people why? I mean I knew she was a slut but really? Really Trent? Why her? Couldnt you have sex with anyone else please?
I wouldnt care whoever it was but Cindy! Why!?
As soon as I recognized the girl I was out. But sitting there on the bench wasn't overwhelming or upsetting to me. It just made me furious. This was when my desire to kill was at its peak.
My strive for blood was thriving and I knew exactly who was going to be first.
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Im a murderer
Teen FictionMacey Andrews is fed up with living her life being constantly bullied. Though her parents care for her, she feels of committing suicide. Unfortunately, she tends to an even worse attempt, killing. Obessed with the life as a murderer, she starts to k...
