Most VSCO girls talk about the many sea turtles that die at the hands of plastic straws, but they don't talk about how many people we kill with our metal straws.
The VSCO cult was started billions of years ago, but the VSCO "aesthetic" is very recent. Some lowlife in the cult let the lifestyle choices slip. We had to kill her. We like to use our metal straws to kill. It's fun to save the blood in our hydroflasks to drink later. I was tasked with killing someone... very special. She was my best friend Alice, but she had to go.
I left my house late at night wearing 3 scrunchies. I had my metal straw and hydroflask. I was ready.
Once I got to her house, I let her know I was there, as a tradition to the VSCO god, I let out a noise "sksksksk" and hit the hydroflask with my metal straw. She knew what it meant, we were going to play hide and seek. Unfortunately for her, she was going to lose. I walked around her house, listening for her. It wasn't until I got to her room that I heard her under the bed. "And I oop! It looks like I found you!"
She got out from under the bed and tried to run, but I quickly took my scrunchie and wrapped it around her neck until she stopped moving. She was unconscious, but that wasn't enough- I needed to finish the job. I plunged the metal straw into her heart and felt her warm blood on my face. I had done it. I killed her. And it felt pretty good.
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Death By Scrunchie
Short StoryOkay so basically my friend wanted to write a VSCO horror story and it was 3 AM and I was bored so I did it.
