So there’s this bitch that lives down the street. She’s pretty much friends with everybody in the neighborhood. She’s always inviting them over for little Parties, card games and board game nights. I have never had any desire whatsoever to attend any of her functions. Even if I was invited I would decline. So I was pretty surprised when this uppity bitch walked right up to me at the gas station. She said that she had heard I was complaining about not being invited to her parties. I told her she was mistaken. That I would not wish to attend. When that’s fucking bitch started laughing at me. She told me that I would not be welcome at her house. That she would never have a freak like me around her. She said it really loud so everyone could hear laughing at me the whole time. Oh she doesn’t know me very well. I don’t give a fuck what people think about me. And I don’t let people make fun of me and get away with it. It’s time to put a bitch in her place. I walked away from her there letting her think that she had won. But when she came home that night she never made it in her house. I made sure there was a branch blocking her driveway. When she got out to move the branch I was waiting for her with a brick. The bitch never even saw it coming. When she woke up she was already in my cabin. She snapped to pretty quickly. Started screaming and yelling “somebody help me, somebody help me”. And then I let that fucking bitch know she could scream as much a she wanted, no body can fucking hear her. She had the nerve to invite me to some of her party’s. Like I would let the bitch go to go to one of her fucking parties. I laughed in the bitche’s face. I let her know that we’d be playing my game now. And surprise surprise the bitch didn’t like my games. I started by ripping out all of her toenails and fingernails. And I took to my knife and started slicing thin layers of skin off. Oh she was screaming so loud. And it was music to my ears. She kept begging for me to let her go. And she knew I actually thought about it. After I had torn big pieces of skin off of her face and knew she would be scarred up forever. I thought about letting her go but I hadn’t kept my face covered. So I had to kill her. When I told her that she freaked the fuck out. I covered her mouth was a piece of tape so she would hear me. “Monsters are real, and ghosts are real too. They live inside us, and sometimes, they win.” That is my favorite quote from Stephen King. As I said it to her. I picked up my big knife and plunged it into her heart! The look on her face was fantastic! It will keep me wet for months!
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