Innocent Murder 3 Killing A Bully Read Count : 4

Category : Stories

Sub Category : Horror

I remember her touching a guy,  to get back at me. 


I remember her calling me to watch. 


Oh I wanted to stab her eye's out,  then stab her face to it's gone. 


I wanted to then stomp on her and break her face. 


I hated her that much,  I wanted to kill them both. 


I wanted to shoot them both,  but I resisted. 


And I maintained myself. But I finally grew darker. 


I grew tall,  and I grew a fight. 


I had alot of fight within me. 


And I wanted to punched the bitch till her face and tooth broke,  I had so much anger building inside. 


I was tired of crying,  I was tired of being told no. 


And I wasn't playing with a bitch. 


I remember that first time she laid her hands on me,  and when she kept laying her hands on me. 


I wanted to kill her,  I remember trying to spun around and to punch her. 


I didn't want her molesting hand's on me. 


And so now that she's dead,  I am so proud of myself,  so proud of doing what was right. 


I finally showed the skills that I had. I just wanted to murder her so bad. 


I grew apart from all my friends and I cried my eye's out like a baby. 


Instead I could of killed her then,  broke her little heart. 


She would ranned to her brother,  big stupid baby. 


How much I hated her,  I'm not sorry. 


I plotted a murder on something that was so ugly. 


When when she grabbed my hair,  and when she yanked my hair I wanted so bad to hurt her. 


She thought that I was her dog. 


Well now you know you're dead to me. 


I felt like ripping her little letters she wrote pretending to be me,  and slashing it in her mouth. 


I wanted to paper cut her lips. 


That's how much anger she built. 

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