I stopper myself from cutting my wrist.
I got a crazy look in my eye. I wildly starred at myself in front of my mirror.
"Why should I hurt..he hurt me!" I wildly laughed and grabbed the scissors. My brain took over. I dont know what went through my head. this was crazy of me..but i did it anyway.. and i walked down stairs. Slammed the font door and headed over to butches house...scissors in hand. I had a million thoughts shouting, don't hurt yourself, make him pay. "Hello." My neighbor shouted to me. I simply held up the scissors and kept walking. My mind took over. This wasn't me. I was going murder crazy. I ran up to her..and...I..jabbed her with the scissors. "No regrets"I whispered to myself. I laughed a little and kept walking. I came up to the street. Not having second thoughts. "This is who I am now." "Death to his heart!" I shouted and laughed wildly.
I crossed the street. "He..will pay." I whispered to myself as I came up to his front door. I broke his glass door with my scissors and burst through. He was making lunch. "What the hell?" He shouted and tried to back up. I smiled wildly. As I held up the scissors. I ran up and smiled like I was nuts! "Holy shit no!" He backed up..but not soon enough. Butch was..dead. I whipped of the scissors with my shirt. And smiled. "Two down." I laughed. Then, I knew who my next victim would be.