#pickupwhereweleftoff

The following story is a product of eight minds, each paragraph a new writer, picking up where the last one left off. I started it and was surprised how the story twisted and turned and twisted again. Some paragraphs are confusing tho.

I like to stab people on the face when they tend to be stupid and annoying. I wanna see how blood would gush on their cheeks and drip off their chin. I think it’s fun to watch someone bleed; something i don’t see everyday. Then they would relentlessly haunt you at night.

Their craziness annoys me. One time I saw this stupid friend of mine and I asked him about how his day was. He then answered me stupidly with some stupid thoughts and some stupid words only he understands. My feeling then get up and I suddenly stabbed my books in his face. He said “why?” and I replied “because you’re stupid!” And he looks like stupid with the way he acts. That even get me the idea of how stupid he really was a stupid boy with a stupid mind and a stupid personality.

I find pleasure on hurting people, not brutally, just simple act of slapping book at other people’s faces, simple as that. Yeah, I know it’s not simple, it’s brutal but that’s the simplest I could think of right now. The boy I just have an encountered with was Fynn, the most crazy student at our school. Every time I see him annoys me, I don’t like his nerdy glasses and messy.

Things have changed when I saw someone bullying Fynn like “stupid boy”, “fuck off nerdy boy”. I feel ashamed. I can see myself to the guy who is bullying Fynn. It’s hard to think that I can also do these.

Okay, I’m taking it back. I didn’t change. I still bully Fynn, and the moment I saw someone bullying him as well makes me want to join and kick him  until he bleeds. But I don’t think that’s fair. I instead of helping Fynn’s bully, I just decided to punch  his face, the bully. It was so full force that his teeth fell on the floor, Blood started.

Wow. Isn’t it cool to see blood cover his face? Gosh it makes me want to grab someone, punch his face more, eat their intestine (ooops, which I will never do) I just really want to hurt someone. I don’t know. Maybe because I am a psychotic, but no, no. I guess it’s just about the pain, my only reminder that I am still human. I just thought that whenever I’m hurting