Verdict~
They all look at me, with their judgmental eyes, waiting for my verdict, she was only 15, and it was beautiful, so I come to the stand, and open my mouth, I began to smile, should I give them what they want? Should I tell them I killed her? Or should I go beyond all that and mention the others? Ha, this is all too simple. They begin their questioning and before they finish I start to speak.. I did it! I killed the little whores! And I enjoyed every moment of it! The room is filled with words, so scrambled they didnt make sense so I screamed for them to silence. The room grew quiet. I felt it necessary to tell them how I did it, how I killed her. Especially since her parents where their, waiting for clarity. I began to tell them how we met, in the supermarket, right next to the chips and candy, she was wearing a beautiful blue summer dress, and she asked to see me again, so I waited for her out side of her school, you see she wasnt very good in school so she had to go to summer school and make up her grades. I took her home and we fucked over and over, I fucked her hard, I fucked her soft, she screamed and she loved all of it.. The judge yells order, and I ignore it, I drove her home that night, and she called me not much later. She wanted to see me again, it would be her last day of school. and again we fucked, we fucked to the point of skin being ripped, the judge yells more but I continue.. we fucked so hard she started bleeding, and something about the blood set me off so I hit, and I hit her, and I hit her so hard she stopped speaking. Laying there unconscious, in her blue summer dress, bleeding, she was so beautiful. Some men start restraining me. I loved her, I scream, shes inside me. Forever and always! You people will never find the others because the still.. A sharp pain to my neck, and I fall asleep in the white room again. And my storys left unfinished.
Here I will explain music, sub culture, and my own personal life.
About Me
- Fuzzy Machine
- My name is Dion Williams (A.K.A. Fuzzy Machine). I find my self kindled by the fashion, music and life style of the average industrialist. I leaned onto this life style, just to give it a peak and I found my self being swallowed whole. I know this is where I belong. And I know this is where I'll stay. So that I am, amongst the many, just another RivitHead.
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