The sleepover | By Vladimir Yeaiz

My Escape

I was about to cut the small white boys feet when I heard a noise outside. Another car had pulled up. I crawled back under the bed trying not to be noticed. Charlie then exited the room. Corey remained with the VR (virtual reality) headset on. I crawled out of the bed. I walked up to Corey and dropped to my knees examining his bulge. I found it to be quite small . Just as I was about to yank his member out and cut it off I heard Charlie walking back up the hallway. I raced under the bed watching four feet enter the room. There was another.

The other boy walked in and sat onto Charlie's recliner. I got a clear view of his face. He had long thick brown hair two eyeballs and a mouth. He'd sit on the recliner watching Corey play VR. They seemed to be playing a shooter game. Why play in VR when you could join me on one of my jobs? I sat under the bed silent as a mouse for a few hours until they left the room. I crawled out of the bed and stood straight cracking my back. I searched the Corey boys back and found a zip lock back full of joints. I grabbed one out and as I was about to light it up they entered the room. I ran into the cupboard closing the doors behind me. They entered and all sat down. I had a clear view of the TV they were staring at. They were watching a horror movie. This was my chance to sneak out and get out of this shitty room with these stupid white people.

"FAGGOT" screamed Corey waking Vladimir up.
I woke up jumping. Looking at my surroundings it appeared that I had fallen asleep inside the cupboard. I stood up looked out the crack in the cupboard to over hear them talking about going to play on the trampoline. I jumped in excitement. They exited the room and soon the house. I leaned out of the cupboard. Looking around I found the exit. This was it. This was my escape.

I exited the room to be met with a long hallway. A dog sitting at the end of it. I walked up to the dog. About to pass the dog it jumped onto my face forcing its cock and balls into my mouth. I pulled my pistol with silencer attachment out and shot it in the head. It's lifeless body fell to the ground in a pool of blood. I cleaned up the blood and dumped the body into the bin. I felt slightly parched so I headed to the fridge where I was met with a photo of the dog I had murdered. Above the photo it read "Rusty."
I had thought I killed their dog dash. I was mistaken

I ran towards the exit thankfully it was unlocked. I ran outside and made my escape