The Puzzle I Call Insanity.

One day I had just, I guess you could say, snapped! I decided not to even try to be in the puzzle where I didn't fit. I had went to my mother, my father, and Max, who were sitting in the living room, walked in and had said "I don't fit in this puzzle.". They all gave me confused stares.

"What? What do you mean Luna?" Max questioned me, breaking the silence.

"You all are pieces of a puzzle. And I am a piece that doesn't fit with the rest of your puzzle pieces." I said calmly, smiling peacefully.

"I still don't understand Luna..." Max said again, while my parents still stared, confused.

"Maybe, if I carve you all to fit around my puzzle piece," I paused for a second, thinking out loud. I slowly pulled out the knife I had in my hands from behind my back, staring at it, and continued, "We can all fit in my puzzle!". My smile got wider.

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*Unfinished.*

*Gore and insanity warning. Do not read if you are not interested or if bothered by either of these. This story was also not meant to be offensive to anyone in anyway, and I apologize if it did happen to offend anyone.*