WARNING! Contains swearing and blood. A lot of blood and things escalating very quickly.
There are a lot of sick people out there with a major illness. The world is full of cruel things and yet beautiful things. What is victory? And what is happiness and love? Have I ever been cherished and smothered with love like I'm suppose to be?
Ever since my mother died my dad eventually lost his job and for the same reason he kept drinking and drinking. He would always beat me. I have a very strict curfew too. He locks me up in cages and doesn't feed me or care for me. I always think... Has my mother ever loved me?
In school it wasn't really a difference to home. Today I got pushed against a locker while the school's popular girl and bully held me by the neck. In her other hand she had a knife. Crying over another little thing again...
"Stay away from Alfred. Got it? Or else your pretty long hair would get cut." she snapped. Well bitch, it's not my fault that he comes to me. I sighed and nodded not giving a care in the world. She dropped me down and frollocked happily away with her minions. Should I snap or should I go? I'd snap. Tomorrow it's going to be my turn. My turn to humiliate and to get revenge on everyone that beated and humiliated me. They'd get a taste on their own medicine with a little tint of drugs.
Disease Propagation start.
As their figures start to disappear I got my switchback knife my childhood friend wanted me to keep. The problem was... I don't remember him... I ran in a beat of a heart three bodies of girls lay dead and in a bloody mess. Their arms and legs were bent and crooked, their eyes hollow and stab wounds in different parts of their bodies. I gouged their eyes out and bashed their heads against the wall until there was nothing. Their jaws were ripped apart, fingers now fingerless and chest flattened. Their fingerless fingers go squirt squirt as they go to a special place in hell I organized for them. My dear friend, I will find him. The only part of his name I remembered was Luci. Now now, I don't want people to know what I've done to this fallen demons of opposite hell! So... I have to kill them too... I went into the closest classroom and began starting my bloody massacre. I've felt nothing. Because everyone did the same to my heart and mind. My eyes were different now into a burning (e/c) colour. I was good at scientific things. I knew all the drugs, cures and weapons. I knew how to save a life. A most of all how to end one. I'm not human anymore. I'm a monster spreading a life threatening disease. What am I saying?! I'm not a monster! I am the disease!
I slaughtered every one of them until there was nothing but dead silence. Peace is what I wanted... Now I have to kill that horrible man! I bounched up and down happily in a childish manner while frantically waving my switchback knife. I caught a glimpse of a person. There's one left...? I walked closer to the figure, seeing that he is a male. I looked very carefully like a microscope would see, and there is his full appearance.
"Who are you?" a person about my age asked while glaring at me if I was an eyesore.
"I'm ___!" I replied happily.
"Mhm, okay. Stupid name for a stupid girl." he snapped.
"Hey! I'm not stupid!" I burst into a crying fit.
"Don't cry. I hate crying. People are loud when they cry." he came over to me and wiped my tears with his thumb
"Luci...?" I said quietly while pouting.
"...Isn't that my knife?" the person said raising an eyebrow.
"You gave it to me... Or if not a really old friend..." I mentioned.
"...I've been searching for you, ___." he hugged me tightly. I pointed my knife at his neck.
"I'm sorry, Luci..." I said as I stabbed him and then chopped his head off. "I'm so sorry... I wanted to see you... You've let me down so much... But now! Now I can look at you forever!" I smiled as I skipped over to my locker getting my messenger bag out. I then changed into a cleaner outfit. I folded up my bloody clothes and along with my love's head I put all of it in my bag. "La de la de doo~" I skipped away with my bag on my right shoulder going to my next victim.
Everyone in the country was silent. Deadly silent like the silence that broke into my school. I was now alone with my love. I layed down in a once peaceful field next to Luciano's head. I hugged him tightly as the sounds of helicopters, marching and cars driving in. But in a beat of a heart... I killed them like I killed those useless girls.
In the name and memory of ___ ___, she had the insanity greater than others. No one could top it.
I find it would be quite hard to decapitate someone with a simple switchblade. For a normal teenage girl's strength, it would take quite a while of either hacking, sawing, slicing, or repeatedly stabbing before it would separate from the rest of the body, and even if the girl had abnormal strength, the blade would be destroyed in the process. Also, some people would probably be able to get away (unless it came as a sneak attack or they were tied down) and while you were killing people, the others would surely get away. Lol. Good story, though. Great imagination.
*few seconds after finishing the story*...oh...my....GOSH NOOOOO OMG I KILLED LUCI OMG OMG OMG OMG I DONT WANNA KILL HIM OH MY GOOOOOSH HE DIED HE GOT KILLED KILLED BY WHO ? ME HE TOTALLY GOT KILLED BY ME OMG NOO .....imdont wanna that to happen
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