Twine
Twine's killing Journal...
I walked around my bedroom silently,thinking of my next move.I planned on killing these pesky little foster parents.I walked out of my room,slowly shutting the door to make sure i didn't make a sound.Walking to the foster parents bedroom had been easy,after i drugged there coffee with sleeping pills.As I crept into there room,i nodded smiling.i knew they'd be passed out,I knew they would be sleeping silently.So as i took out my needle and my thread,I let my hands do the talking and my mouth do the shutting.i sewed the flesh of my foster mothers lips together.heh,of course i couldn't hear her screams of terror because her lips where permanently sewed shut.Of course my job wasn't done,yet.I went downstairs to look for o'l paps(thats what i call him).He was sound asleep in the recliner as i crept toward his outspread feet.I grabbed his foot in attempt of pulling him closer but instead he fell to the floor like a limp rag doll. In spite of my terrible strength,I managed to lift him up in a sitting up stance.I dropped to my knees,picking up my little handy sewing kit as i pulled out a needle,thrusting the thread threw the little hole.I whipped my arm up in the air,hoisting the thread high and tying it to the end of the needle.I pushed the metal tip of it into the small threshold of his lips,ripping through the squishy casing of his face.I looped it upwards as i led my needle down for a second round of yanking.i finished within a few minutes as i grabbed his legs and dragged him towards the back door.I layed him next to the body of his wife,looking at there horror spread faces.I grinned at the glorious look of it.I opened the backdoor grabbing each of there legs dragging them outside like a murderer pulling limp corpses.I threw them in the hole i had dug days before,as i started shoveling the now dryish dirt into the hole.I could hear there squeals of displeasure coming from behind there forever shut mouths.After a half an hour,i patted the last of the dirt on top of the hole and smirked setting a dandelion on top of the moist part of the dirt.I Stood there,above the crime that i had just sowed myself upon.could this be real?I nodded to myself as a slow stitched smile spread a crossed my face.I Went back inside as i ran upstairs to pack some clothes.Running from the cops wont be easy ya know...
Credited to Jexwerfex
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