Balaclava
Man, machete, balaclava,. Walking through the town,. Heard it from a friend's friend's friend,. Along with rapist's crown,. Not again I sigh out loud,. The fifth time in a year,.
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Man, machete, balaclava,. Walking through the town,. Heard it from a friend's friend's friend,. Along with rapist's crown,. Not again I sigh out loud,. The fifth time in a year,.
Pacing the room, I mean you no harm. Looking now but your eyes are withdrawn. You don't know what to say. And there's nothing left to do. You don't believe a thing. But you don't have a clue.
Lurking in the shade, Waiting in the dark. Watching every footstep, Creeping through the park. Holding something lethal, A gun, possibly a knife. Waiting to make a move, To rob you of your life.
(Based On My True Story). I saw you that night, in the Winter,. High on something, quite drunk too,. Took the seat right next to me,. I'd never even spoke to you,. Ten minutes left until my stop,.
It had been almost a year since Darren had last seen it. In August 2011, Darren had decided that the only way to escape was to leave his home and start his life again somewhere else.
Another call from you At 3:33am today No voicemail again What angle are you trying to play at. Another call, another worry What must I do To get you to stop Would you care to tell me.
Chapter 48 We say again on our seats and said nothing. As we landed I looked out side. The sky was blue and I felt this energy running through me.
Crocodile tears as you were leaving. I'm here to hunt you down. Broken mask on the floor, now bleeding. I'm going to hunt you down. You thought you could escape. Now I'll wipe that smile off your...
Dear Psycho What have you done. Talking to my mum. Even I don't have time to talk about my life, let alone to go on a dog walk and make up all these lies. What have you said.
He sat in the back row of the buzzing classroom, in the far corner, watching. No one noticed him. No one noticed his eyes shift from person to person, taking in every little detail.
Just writing a story. If you think I should conrinue please write a comment and like. :) ------------------------------------------- I watch him as he jumps.
Chelsea's point of view-------- "ok, I'll be over in a minute " I said into the phone trying to be discreet because I was 'the suspect' and I was walking in a crowd of people near a police station,...
"Leslie, we don't have to talk about last night. The doctor said you should rest your head since you've got a bump there. We don't want you to hurt, baby" he whispered leaning over and kissing it.
Chapter 4 You'll probably ask me why I hate Zayn Malik so much. Well... He's not a likable person. He smokes, drinks and I'm not sure but some says that he's using drugs.
Instinct: Chapter 1 (Part 4) Leo It was the start of my paranoia.
Instinct: Chapter 1 (Part 1) Leo I could not allow myself to sleep. If I did sleep, I would not have realised when she slipped out of our bed.
Do you ever notice that you're accidentally following someone as you walk home in the half-light haze of the evening sky. Do you ever continue to follow them, just to see where they go.
Klea watched the house quietly, from the shadows of the forest. The trees moved around her, like extended limbs, sighing like weary elders.
The light had been on now for four houers. In My head I pictured him and me fucking, him and other guys fucking, me raping him. I pictured me randomly running in to him in a cafe or a shoppingmall .
I traced those bumpy lines across my arm in a zigzag motion, repetitively. One, two, three, four, five. I counted them along with the rate of my heartbeat.
My name is Judith Palmer and I don’t regret anything I’ve done. I have taught at St. Agnes Primary School for three years, and I have no intention of leaving.
At that moment I honestly thought I was about to die. Ivan knew about Chris and he would surely kill him and then me or vice versa. I decide to play dumb just on the off chance I had it wrong.
I think in all alone but I'm wrong. I hear the creaking of the floor boards and the quick breaths of someone near. I can't see a thing it's so dark. I'm so scared, it could be a killer in here.