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Party

Neon lights. Loud musics. Dancing drunk people. And me, holding this knife secretly.

I watched them drink their own liquors, grinning at them. I went to my best friend place, and sat beside her.

"Do you like the party?!" she shouts, for me to hear what she was saying.

"Of course!" I fired back.
She only giggles and drank her whiskey.

I went to the comfort room of the house. I found a drunk girl, unable to walk. She was sitting on the floor.
I crouched in front of her.

"Want some help?"

"Yeah.." she whispers and I didn't hesitate to wrap my arms behind her, pressing the knife on her back.

She screamed in total pain. I just found myself laughing endlessly. This is heaven!

"P-please n-no.." She begged but I already stabbed the knife on her face. I cut her blond hair and opens her mouth to put it in.

"HEY!" I opened my eyes and saw my best friend waking me up.

"Finally! Come on! We have a party to attend to!"

Was that a dream? I stared at my hands... thoughts of being a killer flooded my mind.

"I'll wait you outside," she says and I saw her holding the knife I had in my dream.