Alex claimed it felt like pushing a knife through air, not the neck of the soon to be dead classmate of his, Kiran. He could hear the piercing screams coming, surprisingly loud, from the small boys mouth. This had been too easy. Alex pulled the knife high above his head before aggressively slicing it through the other 14 year old boys, completely unaffected bye his own actions, nothing affected him anymore.
Kiran fell to the ground. He was dead.
Alex dropped the knife and ran, ran far and fast. He couldn't remove the sick look of remorseless pleasure that was now carved into his pale, cold face. The screams played through his head, like nails on a chalkboard, but it only made the smug smile grow wider as he sprinted through the ongoing forest.
( I know it's short lol but it's a random story that I came up with a few months ago when I was bored and I thought I'd put it on here.)
(Also please bare in mind I'm young so this isn't the best)
