Lori Born Evil

Eight: Human Prey

Age Eleven:

I have now started middle school. The people are horrendous. They call me ‘Boring Lori’.

I really don’t mind. I hate all of them. Most of all a girl named ‘Amy’ in my class. I want to kill her so badly. She pushed me in the hallway and called me a ‘loser’. She brags to the class about her new boyfriend in high school. I know she is lying. I can tell; I can read her like a book.

I sit in the back of the class and don’t talk to anyone.

The other day I bled. I bled a lot. Mama said I have become a woman. I laugh. If this is what a woman is, I have been one before. I love blood.

Papa is distancing himself from us. I know he is planning an escape.

In gym we have to change in the locker rooms. I look at all the girls in their frilly bras and panties. I stare; imagining cutting them open and ripping their insides out. Hearing them beg me stop.

I am caught looking. Amy starts telling everyone I’m a ‘creepy lesbian’. They laugh at me.

Her blonde hair is disgusting. Her blue eyes are disgusting. Her face is disgusting. Her body is disgusting. I’ve never hated someone so much.

She leaves her chewed gum on my desk. The kids snort and laugh silently.

I smile and put in my mouth. They gasp and gag.

“Ewwww! What a freak. She is so gross!”

I smile.

She needs to die. I want her to scream. I want her to beg. I want her dead.