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The Bloody End Chapter 35Quick ThinkingThe Bloody End Chapter 35 by littleangellaura1
I'm in a dark room. I don't where I am or how I got here. I appear to be alone but I can sense somebody is nearby. I sense someone is coming towards me. Where? Who is it? Is it Jeff? I call out but I get no response. I hold out my arms and try to feel my way through the darkness as I walk but I end up falling. Then out of the darkness a hand grabs mine. A pale hand with rough skin attached to a torn, blood stained, white sleeve. The hand gripping mine feels so familiar. I stand up and smile suddenly feeling warm.
Then the darkness descends and my smile instantly fades and I have a fearful gaze. The feeling of familiarity is gone. I come to face to face with him. Him isn't Jeff. Him isn't someone I love. Him is someone I fear. He smile at me but it's not charming or loving. It's a mocking grin. His eyes look into mine but I don't feel calm when I look into those cold brown eyes. I don't feel light or happy. I feel tense. I feel scared. His eyes are so full of hatred an
The Bloody End Chapter 34The UnknownThe Bloody End Chapter 34 by littleangellaura1
Regret. Remorse. Sorrow. Guilt.
Four words. These four words have meant nothing to me. Ever. If anyone where to ask me if I ever felt remorse for what I have done in my life, if I were to have a guilty conscience for the people I kill, the lives I take, the families I rip a part, well, they'd be in for a nasty surprise. I don't feel any of those things. I'm nothing but an empty shell and have been that way so damn long. The moment I was attacked by those three bastards at that party years ago. The moment I felt the fire burn my skin, those flames also burned away my innocence. My childhood. My sanity. It destroyed the shackles that held me back and the ropes that kept be bound and unable to be who I really was on the inside.
I became free.
My weaker self was left in the dark and the person I was born to be broke loose and now here I am.
What I do, is not a job. It's not a hobby. It's not even just something I do out of boredom. For me, it's a way of life.
The Bloody End Chapter 33A New SuspectThe Bloody End Chapter 33 by littleangellaura1
I was rather surprised Jeff didn't visit me the same night and "explain" his reasons for killing that man. I wonder what the man did. Look at Jeff funny? Bump into him? Gee, must have been something real bad to get slaughtered so violently. Oh God listen to me. I sound like some bitter, old, nag! I guess with all that's went on, having to witness what Jeff did back there, really wasn't on my agenda. I stayed in my bedroom all day and night after it. In the evening I heard my parents gasp and mumble at the News. I didn't creep down to watch it but I caught the key words. "Body" "Woods" "Impaled". Closely followed by my town's name and then the common phrase associated with a Jeff the Killer murder.
"So far there are no suspects or witnesses."
The Jeff the Killer way.
If there is one positive thing about today, when I switched my phone back on, there were surprisingly no texts from my stalker. He or she is lying dormant for now. I wish they'd fucking stay that way permanent
The Bloody End Chapter 32Walk AwayThe Bloody End Chapter 32 by littleangellaura1
I don't sleep, though no sleep is something I've grown accustom to now to the point I've almost forgotten what it's actually like to have a good night's sleep. I don't text the stalker back again. I switch my phone off all together and actually take the battery out of it as if it would some how protect me. I rack my brains trying to think. Trying to work out who would do this to me. To Leah.
A part of me still believes it to be Gary, but the part is smaller now. Gary is like a total pacifist. Well physically anyway. I've heard him run his mouth to people before, hell, we all know I was on the receiving end of it, but he's not really a physical fighter. He tries hard to stay clear of fights and only attacks in self defence. Someone like Gary couldn't possibly stoop this low and beat up a defenceless girl.
Oh I don't even know what to believe or who to trust any more. It's all just fucked up. I can't even go to the Police because its clear what will happen if I do. Ne
Name: Laura |
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Birthday: 9th September
Star Sign: Virgo
Hair: Short, "Pixie" cut, red
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10 Facts About Me
1. I've loved Sonic ever since I was 7
2. I'm Pansexual
3. If I didn't have video games, music and art then I think I'd lose the will to live!
4. I'm very tomboy and slightly gothic too
5. My biggest hates are Sushi, Wasps and My Little Pony
6. I have Generalized Anxiety Disorder (GAD)
7. I'm a huge fan of horror films - The Conjuring is the scariest film I've seen so far, with Insidious being 2nd xD
8. I'm a huge believer in ghosts, spirits and demons. I'd love to be a paranormal investigator or ghost hunter
9. I've been writing songs ever since I was 14
10. I'll NEVER grow up