The phsycopath

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Horror  |  House: Booksie Classic
In this suspenseful thriller, there are two main characters which one of them is a psychopath who tries to kill the other but doesn't succeed. There is blood, violence, suspense, and a little bit of sexuality.

Submitted: September 20, 2012

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You were by the lockers when I saw your beautiful face. I saw a chance woth you ,but I also saw a fire in your eyes, but I was stupid for ignoring that. I went up to you even though every part of my body was telling me not to. i tried to talk to you but no words came out. Then out of nowhere, I thought out loud and asked you out. I tried to cover it up with something before I heard you say ok then I saw you skip away. When i looked down, I saw a piece of paper with your number on it. So when I got home, i called to see if you wanted  to do homework. When you answered, I heard screaming in the background. You said you just had to finish something up. After you hung up, I put my phone down and was wondering what you were doing. After a while I let it go. I took a quick nap on the couch. I woke up up to see you sitting next to me waiting for me to get up. I asked how you got in and you told me my mom let you in. After talking for a little bit , then we started doing homework. You would move a little bit closer every time I asked you a question. You moved closer until you were an inch away from me. whenever you finished a question you would put your hand on my knee. It took me a while to notice. When I realized that your hand had been there for five minutes, I looked over at you and saw you staring at me. I looked into your eyes but this time they were a beautiful green. I couldnt look away. I looked into your eyes and you looked into mine. you put your face in front of my face and leaned in to kiss me. Before I could say something you kissed me and my mind was going a thousand miles a second. But with every three seconds, I was getting weaker a little at a time. By the time it was over I couldnt move any part of my body except my eyes. When I looked up you had a knife in your hand. You said something but I couldnt hear and you let your hand fall into my chest. You were a few inches away from my heart. I couldnt yell for help. All I could do was lay there. I fainted with the knife in my chest. By the time I woke up, I saw myself in a bed hooked up to a machien where i was stabbed. My first thought was to kill you. After a month of care and treatment, I went to school and told you to come over my house later. After being in pain the entire day, I ran home and set up my trap. I had a switchblade in my pocket and i was ready to fight. As soon as i heard the bell, i answered it calmly. I invited you in to sit. We started doing homework. When you wernt paying attention, I started reaching into my pocket to pull out my switchblade. I got ready to dig my switchblade into you. I threw my hand into the air and then brought my hand tword your heart. Before i could kill you , you took out your knife and dug it into my wrist. Before i knew it my hand was seperated from my arm. Before you could kill me, i tried to endure the pain and run to the kitchen to get the butchers knife. When you came in, i already had it in my hand. you ran twords me with your knife but i evaded it and dealed the final blow. your lifeless body collapsed to the floor in your puddle of blood. I went into the backyard and tried my best to dig your grave the best I could. I finished in an hour and went back to the kitchen. I used all my strength to pick you up and put you on my shoulder. I brought you to your grave and carefully put you in. After I filled it in with dirt,  I said a prayer. After that i went into the kitchen and cleaned up the mess. When I finished that, I made a promise to see you every night.


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