The Killer Inside Me

The Killer Inside Me

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Am I a murderer I can hardly say, what would you call me? If I killed criminals would you call me a hero? If they were guilty would you call their deaths, punishment for their actions? If you were abused, tormented and cornered would you fight back? If you can say yes to any of these questions, does that mean you approve of my reasons, but condemn my actions. Are you any better? At least I can admit that something is wrong can you? I am in your city and I will no longer quietly submit to your neanderthal reaction to my presence, genius. You are being watched all you hypocrites pretending to be upright citizens, jockstraps, pom pom airheads and you child molesting excuses for teachers. YOU WILL BE ACCOUNTABLE FOR YOUR ACTIONS!!!! When this appears on the wall of a school after a string of unsolved murders of apparently innocent upright citizens. People start to wonder who is the murderer? Why are they doing this and what right do they have to judge? It starts to become clear that not everyone in this place is as innocent as they seem and that they have nowhere to hide.
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"Ms.Nottage" "Ms.Nottage" "MS.NOTTAGE" "One day I'm seriously going to kill her" I whisper to myself as I got up and looked Ms.Noble in her old wrinkly caked up face. "Ms.Nottage speaking how can I be of service to you today" I smiled a innocent smile that didn't reach my eyes. "Is there a reason your sleeping in my class?" Aren't teachers suppose to have sense at least common??I couldn't help fixing my face in disgust as she folded her arms pushing her breast up. "I'm positive that whatever excuse I give I'm still going to get detention." I stared at her blankly. I smirk as I watch the vein on her neck pop out almost as if its beeping. "Why do you have to be such a bitch?" I immediately notice the attention of the whole class on us. Turning my head slowly towards the bold speaker I said "Why do you have to be a nosy nancy?" The speaker rushes to his feet ready to attack his prey as if he didn't know I'll always be the predator. "Temper Matthew temper" I said shaking my head at him watching as he's held back by fellow classmates I have yet to know the name of, not that I tried. "We wouldn't want you to end up in a coma again now would we." "You know one day someone's going to beat you to a pulp." Shaking off his 'friends' when they realized he's calmed down all having a seat except Mr.Bold of course. "And one day your going to drop down dead" As if I'm a witch a bullet flies through the wall into Matthews skull and what do you know he does drop down dead. Looking down at his body and up at everyone's shock and disbelief face I say "Likes like I'm going to need a lawyer" And as if on cue the sounds of screams and bullets occurs around me.This is going to be a long day.

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