billfan
09-03-2006, 19:00
Ello people, I wrote this for english lesson once and was quite proud of it, watch out for the changing tenses though, if it don't make sense then tell me and I'll explain it. Please review. It's a horror/thriller type murder story. It's just beggings though because it was so that people would be like: "Ooh, I wanna read on!" lol I might put the second noe that I did on later.
As I stepped out of the house I looked up and down the quiet suburban road. The wind whipped my face as I shut the door. Six down, one to go. I'd already decided that seven people would be the limit, seven people was enough for me. Seven people that I wouldv'e killed. I'd started off with people that didn't matter, well in my opinion they didn't, then I moved onwards and upwards. On to bigger people. In order, it was a tramp, then a supermarket asisstent, next a barman at this old pub, after a fitness instructor, a yound university student and now a big time reporter. I walk away from the house, the murder scene, and walk back to my car. I start to think. Did any of those people really deserve to die? Cause they didn't, that's what makes it so amazing. Killing innocent people, seeing the pleading look in their eyes and feeling the power you have. As I get in my car and pull away I mutter to myself:
"What can be beeter than that?"
As I stepped out of the house I looked up and down the quiet suburban road. The wind whipped my face as I shut the door. Six down, one to go. I'd already decided that seven people would be the limit, seven people was enough for me. Seven people that I wouldv'e killed. I'd started off with people that didn't matter, well in my opinion they didn't, then I moved onwards and upwards. On to bigger people. In order, it was a tramp, then a supermarket asisstent, next a barman at this old pub, after a fitness instructor, a yound university student and now a big time reporter. I walk away from the house, the murder scene, and walk back to my car. I start to think. Did any of those people really deserve to die? Cause they didn't, that's what makes it so amazing. Killing innocent people, seeing the pleading look in their eyes and feeling the power you have. As I get in my car and pull away I mutter to myself:
"What can be beeter than that?"