With a kiss he slept...

With a kiss he slept...

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Thu, Jun 21, 2012
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Horror
July was never normal. As she grew up she relised her sinister and dark thoughts where far from what a normal girl should have thought. I mean what other 6 year old even consided be-heading their own dog? When July left home at 15 she began acting apon her feelings. She would kill for pleasure, feeding of each murder. Marking each one with a blood red kiss on the cheek. One night she sets of for another man but gets captured but another. The man was different. He was like July, with sinister thought wandering through his mind. But what happens when two murders fall in love?
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Summer Jacobs knew full well about her town’s tradition. Every year at the end of the summer, a party would be held on school grounds without the knowledge of the parents or the teachers. It had been happening since before Summer was born and never once was anyone the wiser. This year however, everyone was going to find out. Summer had planned a weekend of alcohol, bad decisions and horrendous photo’s which she would later un-tag herself from on Facebook. A whole weekend with her friends at the biggest party of the year, without any worries or parents telling her what to do. So how she ended up trapped in the school with a deranged psycho killing her classmates off one by one, she will never know. It wouldn’t have been as bad if she was trapped on her own. She would have been happier to face the lunatic solo rather than be trapped with a guy who kept using the life or death situation to make passes at her. His theory was being so close to death should definitely loosen her up, and by ‘loosen up’ he definitely meant ‘get naked.’ Along with his friends who between them had the IQ of a baby tree stump, an outcast who probably still had Spiderman bed sheets and the cheerleaders who were more worried about all the blood staining their new white jeans, they had to somehow make it out of there alive. And to think, Summer’s biggest worry that weekend was waking up with a brutal hangover… ©makeandoffer

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