I look down at the ground, my hair covers my eyes as everyone laughs at the fact that I am bleeding, that blood is making a very large stain on my shirt. I secretly grinned and yanked the knife out of my stomach and then everyone stops laughing and gasps beginning to back away in fright. I can smell their fear and let me tell you it is an exhilarating smell.
I look up at the ones that were supposedly my friends and madly giggle, they have no idea what they just created, now they are in for a very painful experience.
Wait I just realized that you don't know who I am nor do you know of how any of this came to be.
Well My Name is Tarah and this is my story~