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Hi I'm Jeff...the killer

There is a girl in front of my class. Who I swear I've never seen so anything but laugh. She's tall and she's smart.

Beautiful and strong and when someone's down she's tried to fix what is wrong. How does some one so perfect, feels so insecure?

As to scar her skin with cuts and burns and still want to hurt more. How does someone so loving, learn to hate her own guts? Drawing a picture on her arms with a blade as if her ming isn't dark enough..

There is a girl in front of my class who's eyes are glazed over like newly cut glass. The ghost of her smile hints at her face and she laughs as they tell "who's on first base"
There is a girl in front of my class who's sad that you find it rare to see her smile or laugh. Her friends tells her jokes like that one with the guy but all she does is close her eyes and enter her mind. For her imperfection...

There is a girl in front of my class who yesterday took the breath that was her last. She wrote a few notes;
I'm sorry I didn't say but my mind was messed up, you couldn't save me anyway. And to the girl in the back of my class whi feels the way I did.

I sigh as I finish writing and pack all my things and leave my dad's studio.

1:15 pm

Fuck. I'm running late, I lock everything up and run back to school hopefully no jack ass rats me out or else they'll get it. Poor Sam, that goody two shoes didnt know what came to her before the bee landed dead center in her face.

Finally marking back Zelda looked around the hallways making sure no one could see her. She runs to the nurses office and Mrs. Zangel hands her the note which Zelda gladly takes it and hugs her friend and rushes to her class. This was fun to do because everyone thought she was a sweet heart so doing this was an easy get away. Class after class everything was such a blurry, next thing she knows she is entering her mustang and driving to the devil's spawns school. Aka her little sister, Silverthorne Manson.

Yes, Manson. She and her mini satan were the daughters of the infamous Marilyn Manson. For her it was perfectly fine until the fans are in thr picture. She was forced to be sickly sweet while her sister manipulated the fans to get her things.

That bitch.

i wait till I see my little devil walking towards me with a group of boys and girls surrounding. I groan mentally knowing what was going to happen. Stepping out the car I walk towards her and tells the kids to back off before I ruin their dreams. One kid dares to pull one of my sister's braids. I grin creepily.

Notes

More will come later my phone is dying so byee

Comments

hey guys i lost this account so this is my new one. Anyway next year I'll be writing this story again in a more fuller detail version so i cant wait to start this again. I'm not sure but i might but this in my wattpad. If i do it will be silent owl but with out the numbers...i think haha but i will tell here if i do. Till next time byeee

Silent Owl 666 Silent Owl 666
11/16/15

MOREEEEEEEE

In_The_End_99 In_The_End_99
7/18/15

I like this so far

Babydontcut16 Babydontcut16
7/15/15