Typifox
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I screamed at myself, the rage overfilling before throwing all the textbooks at my brother, who was standing in the doorway. He dodged them. That only made me madder. I finally couldn't take the rage.
I punched him til I could leave my room.
I ran into the kitchen and pulled out a knife. This is the last minute of his life. It felt good to kill him. It made me happy. He dropped to the floor. The heart shape made by the knife started to bleed. It made me happier to see the blood ruining my carpet.
The next day, I removed him from my house, it was annoying to walk over a puddle of blood, plus a man who used to be sexy in my view, but wasn't anymore.
The police arrived at my house two days later. I didn't know how they knew, but they tried to be tough threatening me with guns. Now this is where my final story started. When the police threatened me, I knew my life was changing.
I wasn't going to let them win, but I know that choice would only make me a murder forever. I didn't care. I had an AK-47, in my hand, so I shot them. No big deal.
Until one of them dodged the bullet.
I'm just kidding that's not the true story or what I was going to write. But I did spend like ten minutes writing that. ;-;
"Your impossibly moronic, nonsensical, outrageous and flat out preposterous!" I screamed at Tal.
"And you like big words." He smirked at me. For a second, I looked at his perfect face, the face I knew I would never be as perfect as. His brown puppy eyes were super cute, but I wasn't falling for him.
"Get out!" I threw my textbooks at him (I love when people hit each other with textbooks so don't chu ask ;-
and he screamed before starting to cry.
"Coward." I said, walking into my classroom.
The bigger story was the murder story but ;-;
I punched him til I could leave my room.
I ran into the kitchen and pulled out a knife. This is the last minute of his life. It felt good to kill him. It made me happy. He dropped to the floor. The heart shape made by the knife started to bleed. It made me happier to see the blood ruining my carpet.
The next day, I removed him from my house, it was annoying to walk over a puddle of blood, plus a man who used to be sexy in my view, but wasn't anymore.
The police arrived at my house two days later. I didn't know how they knew, but they tried to be tough threatening me with guns. Now this is where my final story started. When the police threatened me, I knew my life was changing.
I wasn't going to let them win, but I know that choice would only make me a murder forever. I didn't care. I had an AK-47, in my hand, so I shot them. No big deal.
Until one of them dodged the bullet.
I'm just kidding that's not the true story or what I was going to write. But I did spend like ten minutes writing that. ;-;
"Your impossibly moronic, nonsensical, outrageous and flat out preposterous!" I screamed at Tal.
"And you like big words." He smirked at me. For a second, I looked at his perfect face, the face I knew I would never be as perfect as. His brown puppy eyes were super cute, but I wasn't falling for him.
"Get out!" I threw my textbooks at him (I love when people hit each other with textbooks so don't chu ask ;-
and he screamed before starting to cry."Coward." I said, walking into my classroom.
The bigger story was the murder story but ;-;
