/Psycho/

/Psycho/

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I laugh, hysterically, as I sharpen my knife."Should have stayed home" I smiled. Smelling the blood from the body beside me gets me excited. Why haven't I done this sooner?! You might call me crazy, but do you know how it feels to inject a knife into a person's body, repeatedly. It makes blood rush through my veins and makes me blackout, in a good way. I wouldn't call it an addiction, I would call it a hobby. I know it isn't a great hobby, but I could care less about what the consequences are. I sing a lullaby as I am cleaning my blade. "Rock-a-bye, baby, in the treetop When the wind blows, the cradle will rock" I look at the body and smile at my beautiful creation. I, then, start remembering the actions that I did towards the latter and the words they said to me. "When the bough breaks, the cradle will fall And down will come baby, cradle and all" Tears left my eyes as I smiled, crazily. If you are wondering why I am acting this way, just know, I had a pretty shitty life. Hello. My name is Lily.
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"STAY THE HELL AWAY FROM ME" I shouted pointing a knife at him. It was the only thing keeping him away from me. "Do it!" He said with a wicked smirk. I curse myself for sleeping with this psychopath killer. My body trembled at his demand. I can't believe I'm pregnant with his child. "I swear I'll do it." I threatened moving back and he just chuckles "what wrong with you ?" I asked as a tear dropped from my eyes. "You think I'm scared of that knife. I enjoy pain just like I enjoy killing people." "You sick stay away from me." I shouted taking a step back. "I know. People used to call me psycho when I was a kid so I became one." ******* EDITED VERSION OUT NOW :)

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