She screamed. She screamed and screamed and screamed. But, of course, it made no difference. I had gagged her, and we were in the middle of nowhere. After realizing it would be a while before she stopped screaming, I decided to just kill her now. I picked up the kerosine, and tipped it as I held it over her head. It flowed down her body like a waterfall, and her screams intensified. Then I struck a match, laying it on her feet. She didn't even notice until it was too late, and the flames creeped up her legs. I sat back and sipped on some cold milk and honey as I watched her burn. After she was pretty much dead, I disposed of her remains.
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Short StoryShe was psychotic, no question about it. She killed four people. She laughed. She burned their bodies. Then she blew up the American flag. **WARNING: involves a lot of death, murder, and a crazy lady** Updated once weekly on Saturdays.
