Hello my friend
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Last published Thu, Apr 5, 2018
He loved me.. I sat there quietly watching him laugh,smile, and love that girl.. Kyle and Lilly. Kyle, My best friend sense the 1st grade and then she moved into the neighborhood.
Destroying our relationship, taking My boyfriend. My sweet loving Kyle.. My Kyle.
Tieing her to the chair cutting her nails one by one shorter and shorter with every scream "STOP PLEASE!!" Punching her leaving a red mark on her face. The screams of agony drew a smirk on Chrissy's face, giggling at her pain. Watching the blood drip from her finger tips, the the tile on the floor.
Lily pleading for freedom "You want to leave..? Heh.. haha! You want me, ME! to let you free? But Lilly you will just run off to the police or Kyle and if Kyle knows I wouldnt be able to see him again..".
Silence.
Chrissy laughing no end wipping the tear from her eye throwing the chair to the ground, Lilly hitting her head causing it to bleed. Crying wishing she could leave with her life but.. Chrissy grabbing the knife smiling "aww Look at little Lilly...". Pulling the chair cutting the ropes and throwing Lilly to the ground. Lilly get up being pulled down with chains on her neck chocking, coughing, winging and kicking.
She slowed down..
Pulling in the chain trying to breathe, her lids falling very slowly.. Dropping the chains with Lilly dragging her to the corner grabbing her lovely things and putting them in a box. Turning on the furnace throwing the body into the flames watching it burn "Bye bye Sweet heart.." she giggled grabbing the boxes running to her room.
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