Killed myself

 

 

I thought my life was good. Until the day I killed my self. Well that what they said they meaning the doctors the police the special investigators. Yeah them. But I’m going to tell you what really happened.
I was in bed reading a book I think it was “The King and I” I think I’m not to sure well all of a sudden I’m in the kitchen getting a piece of cake from the party the other night. The cake was good and I promised my boyfriend I wouldn’t eat any more because I thought I was getting fat and I told my self this was my last piece I found my way up stairs with my cake and my book my music was blasting system of a down and my cat was meowing for no reason once again I finished chapter 12 and placed the book down I finished my cake and got the scissors out of my end table I recently been cutting up the comics suddenly my hand started to burn. I dropped the scissors on my bed I fell to the floor with a major cramp in my left side of my body. And suddenly some one appeared beside my cat and started laughing my right foot started to feel as it was being burned and hit with a hammer. This guy said something I couldn’t understand him. I could barley see him. Suddenly I felt as if my body was torn into two. I woke up and felt normal again and thought it was a bad dream but as I go to get up I hear a laugh I look over and see him clearly this time and he’s standing over my body with the scissors
My body went numb as he kept laughing and telling me how I deserve to die
How I was bad in school, how id never become a vet, how id break up with my boyfriend and become a local w***e, how I’d lose my job from stealing alcohol and pizza and my life would be s**t. I was completely shocked on how every word he said fealty like it was coming alive inside my head and I cried I just kept crying till I looked at him and he said “I can fix that” I quickly asked “how” all he said then was “watch”. And then he lifted is arm with the scissors and stabbed me in the heart. My cat screeched and hissed at him filly relishing he wasn’t a good guy then as I look from my cat to the stranger he disappears with a note saying “don’t miss me” I then cried again till I heard my parents come home from Christmas shopping I screamed and yelled for them to come help me but nothing happened. I went up stairs and they began wrapping my charismas gifts. I left the house didn’t have to open the door or anything I was now a ghost I went for a walk to a few of my friends houses and went back home all the gifts were wrapped and under the tree I found all mine and put them in a pile and opened them one by one and acted like it was Christmas time when I was done I got some paper and a pen and wrote a not telling them than for the Christmas gifts, and not to be sad I loved them all and I’ll be with them I asked for my body to be cremated and for every one not to be sad… then I went back down stars and shredded the not that the killer wrote an lied my body on my bed.
I will wait beside myself till some one finds my body and try to find my way to the other side