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- Seen Feb 10, 2012
As I walk down the hallways at this high school, I count down the time until my ticking fantasy became part of my reality. The people in these classrooms... not even caring about their education, staring absentmindedly at the teacher or texting on their Blackberry's and Android's, unaware that within an hour, they would no longer be apart of this world. I have such an indescribable hate towards these people. Why? Do I really need to give an obvious reason? I think not. I walk upstairs with a joyful expression as I pass by the Principal. "Where is your pass?", she asks. My adrenaline starts to awaken as I ask myself if I should allow her to be alive for my event that I've planned for later. "Don't act like you don't hear me--", she stops, unable to finish the sentence with her head attached by a few strands of flesh still attached to her neck. My smile returns as I quickly and efficiently dispose of the body and clean up the mess attached.
It feels so good to be in control of life sometimes....
Thought of this while I was doing something at the pc a few days ago :D
The format got kinda messed up somehow :(
I also have it here
It feels so good to be in control of life sometimes....
Thought of this while I was doing something at the pc a few days ago :D
The format got kinda messed up somehow :(
I also have it here