"You insolent fool, do you not know who I am? You are nothing, not even worthy of being the dirt beneath my feet."
Hot pink acrylics dig into your skin, pushing you to the ground. Freshly sharpened blades of grass pierce into your back, carving the ancient runes of the old world into your bones.
She cackles as you scream in agony, 9 inch stilettos stepping on your chest, rupturing your ribs. Thick, rich red blood pours from your mouth, and she relishes in your pain.
"Look me in the eye mortal," a crazed and maniacal quiver in her voice. "You dare reject your goddess? Do you not know who I am? I /own/ you."
You spit blood in her face, a satisfied smirk sliding across your lips. She shrieks in horror at her ruined outfit.
"This is pure snow-white mulberry silk you ass!"
A jolt of excruciating pain shoots up from your crotch, yet the sight of her disheveled appearance made it all worth it.
Her long fingers pull a hot pink pistol out of her tight gray pencil skirt. "Any last words before you rot in hell where you belong?"
"I'll see you there Heather." You gather the last of your strength and point at a hidden camera in the bushes. Your middle finger shoots up into the sky, one last message to a rampaging tyrant.
The world around you seems to move in slow motion, defeated shrieks and deafening gunshots becoming muffled as if your head was submerged in water.
Fifteen bullets shoot through your skull. Your raised hand falls limp above your head. As the world fades to black, police sirens wail in the distance.
You never thought you'd see the day; pure karmic justice in its truest form.
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Trash stories from when I'm bored
De TodoHi! This is mostly shit that I wrote when I'm bored, vent stories, and just other stuff that I throw in there. Not gonna lie I'd really appreciate feedback and things that I can improve on. Thanks for reading have a good day! Also cover image doesn'...
