"None of them new the color of the sky." "None" "And you just killed them all of them!" she screamed at me with crackling baritone, "you monster" I know what your thinking, I'm a phyco but truth is I'm just misunderstood by well, everyone. "yo..." " Oh shut up Mary!" and right before she could yell in my ear I shoved it in silencing her rude yammering tongue. "Do you know the color of the sky Mary?" then I yanked out the bloody projectile. Turned avoiding eye contact with all the dead rotting body's lying on the ground, the whole town, dead. They didn't understand what it's like to feel the way I do everyday, the torturous ache pounding up and down through my body. Let me start at the beginning, first I was born, then when I was six I saw my dad kill my mom then kill himself, then I went to foster care were I got the beat to a pulp everyday by my foster brothers, then I joined the army, then I learned how to shot a gun, then I got back from the army and meet a girl, then she dumps me for a nerdy know it all with a overbite, then I get mad at everybody and shot them all. That's the short version hears the more detailed starting when my girlfriend dumps me for a nerd. 3 years ago I lost the love of my life we were going to meet for our 8 month anniversary but she did not show, so I run to her house to see of she was alright or if she was hurt, but I found her sitting on the couch with him, I lest that was the last straw she had blown me off three times now. Then about two months ago I couldn't stand it any longer. The old floorboard coughed up a small "Creek..." as I entered the house through a cracked window stepping ever so carefully onto the wood, creeping my way through the dark. I come across his room but then startled by a loud restless snore helping me pinpoint the position of my target, i follow my cordanience down the hall, past the kitchen and into the living room. I sprint to the couch and crouch behind it pull out my weapon and whisper right in his ear,"I truly did love her and you stole her" and pierced his back with my blade the ripped it out. then fled the scene.
Got more but not enough gotta keep going not finished.
Elmo
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