I felt the Cold knife tap against my neck, He was teasing me. Playing with his pray. I tightly shut my eyes in fear, Trembling as I hope For something that will never come.
help
I felt his hand against my mouth it was warm and covered with a Yellow glove. So my screams were definitely not gonna find their way out of his hands. I felt warm tears run down my cheeks as I started to rethink my life.
I wished I could of said goodbye
Say to Kenny I love you. one last time.
I heard his cold laughter taunt me, I knew there was no escape or hope For me. "Its boring now that you've given up." He says coldly, Holding the tip of the Knife to the other side of my neck. "There isn't any hope For you, Be happy you're my first victim." He Said softly, But Harshly. I felt the Tip of the Knife dig into my neck and I gasp loudly.
this hurts!!
Kenny!!
Oh my god I'm actually going to die!!
The knife started to pierce deeper into my neck, Having no pity for the victim that's about to loose their life. I whimper as I felt the blood flowing from my neck. I felt like I was going to faint, But I try to stay Consious. We're in the boys locker room.. someone's bound to come in and save me right?
wrong.
I started to gulp repeatedly when the Knife started to get closer and Closer to my throat. I can't believe I went down without a fight.
I guess my parents were right.
I am a Weakling. My legs started to feel weak, Then I Collasped onto the floor. He let me fall, Like a worthless sack of Potatoes.
My eyes started to feel like they were being weighed down by a ton of Bricks. I honestly couldn't care what happened to my murder. I know he turned on a Shower, Because I could feel warm water surrounding my body. Mixing and washing away the Blood that left my fatal wound.
I shut my eyes and let the warmth cover me.
Then I felt nothing.
That's how I got to the valley of white dreams.
I woke up in the white area I used
