If I Met Jane The Killer

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I sat on my sofa eating my bowl of pasta whilst staring outside of the window. I watched as the rain slowly dripped down the glass and softly hit the ground. I sighed as I got up off of the sofa and dragged my feet into the kitchen. I dumped my bowl into the sink and started to wash up the dishes.

"Ow!"

I held my hand as I watched the blood slowly mix with the water. I grabbed the knife that I cut myself on and shoved it into the knife holder. I flipped it off then went upstairs to the bathroom, where I've hidden a first aid kit.
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I jumped back on my bed and watched my room. The silence and the darkness surrounded me as I shut my eyes. I didn't even realise but before I knew it, there was a knife to my neck.

"Shh... Don't go to sleep... You might never wake up"

Shoot... Umm aha!

"Wanna go kill Jeff?"

"Okay!"


Next will be 'if I met eyeless jack'

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