Who Knew

Who knew that her best friend would be such a killer.... Who knew that he was her next victim.

Johnny was my best friend
And one of the only friends I had.

He lived alone
In the brown house next door.

His mom and dad had died long ago
But nobody knows how...

I was the only friend of Johnny's
But I didn't know why...

Johnny was such a nice boy
And very handsome at that!

He had dark brown eyes
And wavy brown hair.

He was not too tall
But had a very muscular body.

He got pretty good grades
And all the teachers adored him.

Everyday Johnny and I would sit together
Eating our lunch.

We would talk about the latest pranks
And who would be our next victim.

I never thought that I
Would be on Johnny's list.

Until it happened
One day after school...

I had just gotten off the bus
And was heading for home.

Johnny was walking beside me
With his hands in his pockets.

His eyes were focused
And determined.

"Johnny, what are you thinking about?"
I asked curiously.

He looked up at me
His eyes filled with darkness

I felt fear
Go through my whole body

Johnny,
Never answered.

Instead he pulled out a gun
And aimed for my head.

Then it hit me
Like a sack of potatoes

Johnny had been the one
To murder his parents!

And now I,
His next victim!

Before I could tell him to stop
It was too late!

Johnny pulled the trigger
And bang!

Who knew that my best friend
Was a bloody killer...

Author's Note

Wrote this for a group. Its different I know. Something new!

Reviews

Prettty good. Nice work

[Frantzuu]

That was awesomeee

[Brandon]

That was a good piece. Nicely done.

[Silere]

Very dark poem! Great descriptions throughout as you tell the story well! I guess you really never know about some people. Can you really trust anyone these days?

Keep up the good work! Thank you for sharing!