HEY! THIS IS A TREAT FOR YOU BECAUSE I'VE BEEN GONE SO LONG. I'M REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY REALLY SORRY ABOUT IT AND I PROMISE THAT IF I DO LEAVE AGAIN, I'LL LET YOU KNOW AHEAD OF TIME. THIS ONE JUST DIDN'T WORK OUT VERY GOOD FOR ME. WE GOT A BRAND NEW PC(YAY! :) )BUT UNFORTUNATELY IT WASN'T INTERNET COMPATIBLE YET SO WE ENDED UP HAVING TO SWITCH INTERNET COMPANIES AND HAVING A DUDE COME OVER AND FIX EVERYTHING. BUT THE PC IS AN E-MACHINE WITH WINDOWS VISTA ON IT.(AGAIN: YAY! :) )I HOPE YOU ENJOY THIS AND FORGIVE ME FOR BEING GONE SO LONG LIKE I FELL OFF THE FACE OF THE EARTH...AGAIN...(CURSE YOU FOREVER YOU M*****F***ING INTERNET COMPANY THAT WE TRUSTED SO MUCH AND SCREWED US OUT OF OUR INTERNET! STUPID CUSTOMER SERVICE!)
My peripheral vision was blocked by the blinders that were placed on my eyes. I couldn't take them off, for my arms were defiant of my actions. I attempted to evade the torture the hospital had put me through. But, alas, they still managed to vivisect my spinal cord. I could not forestall what had happened to me, it had been a requisition of my parents. Now I lay on the bloodied hospital floor, plotting my vengance on those white cloaked heathens that caused me so much pain.
Two Weeks Later
I could see my shadow silhouetted on the dark walls of the infirmary. My plan was working perfectly so far; I had stolen a uniform from one of the doctors' subordinates and escaped from my room. The alarms hadn't gone off yet, but that didn't mean that there wasn't going to be a loud humming any second now. My lithe form seemed to fit perfectly into the scrubs that the subordinate had been wearing. Before I had killed him, he had wished to pray to God for mercy and to purge him. I still chuckle insanely at the thought of talking to something that didn't exist. If there were a God, would he have not saved me from these mad people? Would he have not allotted me with this plan before now? But still, I feel commiscerated towards people who believed so firmly in a complicated myth, they had become far too in touch with their assimilations. Deftly, I crept around the corner of the hallway, listening in on the loud talking and murmuring of the doctors. Then all of a sudden I could feel something rough cinched around my wrist, as I looked down I saw a rough, calloused hand. I glowered at the person who dare touch me when I'm in the mood for slicing up a few old enemies. He had soft grey eyes and brown hair, and he looked about forty, maybe forty-five. I yanked my hand away from him and scrupulously slit his throat with the surgical instrument that had been stuffed in his coat pocket. Then, loudly, over the intercom, came a voice, female, that spoke of all the sanctions that had been taken in order to capture me and retain me. I felt honored that I was such a threat to the white-coats. This made me chuckle insanely to myself, once again. It was time to rescind my stay at the mental institution that I had been locked away in for years. Swiftly, I lascerated anybody who was noncompliant with my demands or tried to restrain me from my actions. In the end, there were no people left alive in the large, white building. What happened the next day to them, I do not know. But I do know this: the authorities were not happy.
THANKS EVERYBODY!
PLEASE COMMENT AND RATE!
LEAVE ME BOATLOADS OF MESSAGES ABOUT HOW MUCH YOU MISSED MEH! (LOL, JOKING ^^, BUT SERIOUSLY, GO AHEAD IF YOU WANT)
NOW CLICK TEH REVIEW BUTTON
I KNOW YA WANNA
GO AHEAD
CLICK IT!
LOVE YA'LL ^^