Cuterz

Posted on: Aug 16, 2016
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If you want anything changed please tell me. Also, I haven't come up with a story yet, so... please be veeery patient xD
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Ohhh That Story IS So Good... I lUV IT. I just love it, I can't tank you enough for this but Thank YOu SO So SOoooo Mutch.
;v; Thnx, and sorry for the late reply.
Ohhh That Story IS So Good... I lUV IT. I just love it, I can't tank you enough for this but Thank YOu SO So SOoooo Mutch.
Her mother walked in. "Hello Mother." and with a little giggle, she shot her. This time, her aim was more accurate, and the bullet went straight through her neck. She got up, not wasting a minute. She brought her fathers body downstairs and put it alongside her mothers.
For a moment, she had to decide what to do with them. Then, she had an idea. Her parents owned a pond, in which they used to swim in. She decided to put them in there. "I missed when we used to go swimming!" She said, as she dragged them both, over to the pond.
While taking his last, final breaths, he looked into her eyes. They were cold. She appeared to have to emotion, like she was dead inside. She looked at his now dead body and said, "Finally. I'm free." She went to the bottom of the stairs, and into the room in which the front door was in. She waited for her mother to come home. She didn't think about any other solution than killing her. She waited for about 2 hours, listening to each tick of the clock. Finally. The door opened, once again, leading someone to their doom.
Her mother walked in. "Hello Mother." and with a little giggle, she shot her. This time, her aim was more accurate, and the bullet went straight through her neck. She got up, not wasting a minute. She brought her fathers body downstairs and put it alongside her mothers.
A few minuted after she had hid herself in her room, she heard the front door open. Her fathers footsteps, slowly coming closer. At the stairs now, he walked up. She put her finger on the trigger. The door opened. She quickly pulled the trigger. And now, her father laid on the white carpet, now stained with his blood.
While taking his last, final breaths, he looked into her eyes. They were cold. She appeared to have to emotion, like she was dead inside. She looked at his now dead body and said, "Finally. I'm free." She went to the bottom of the stairs, and into the room in which the front door was in. She waited for her mother to come home. She didn't think about any other solution than killing her. She waited for about 2 hours, listening to each tick of the clock. Finally. The door opened, once again, leading someone to their doom.
After a few minutes of searching, she decided that it would be easiest just to grab a knife... but no. A knife wouldn't work... he could easily disarm her. What she needed was a gun. Her father had one for hunting, right? Where was it...? She quickly ran outside to the shed and grabbed the gun. It was loaded. Good. She ran back into the house, up the stairs and hid in her room, preparing herself. She wasn't scared. She wasn't even thinking about anything but shooting this gun and killing her father.
A few minuted after she had hid herself in her room, she heard the front door open. Her fathers footsteps, slowly coming closer. At the stairs now, he walked up. She put her finger on the trigger. The door opened. She quickly pulled the trigger. And now, her father laid on the white carpet, now stained with his blood.
Ever since she was a child, she was abused by her father. Her Mother tried to stop him a while back, but... nothing stopped him from hurting her, as well. But, one day.. She decided to take action. Today was the day, that she'd stop him. Forever. Her mom was at work, and would stay there until 2 hours after her father got home from work. She searched the house for anything that could help her. Her father was coming home in about 10 minutes, and she didn't want to waste her time.
After a few minutes of searching, she decided that it would be easiest just to grab a knife... but no. A knife wouldn't work... he could easily disarm her. What she needed was a gun. Her father had one for hunting, right? Where was it...? She quickly ran outside to the shed and grabbed the gun. It was loaded. Good. She ran back into the house, up the stairs and hid in her room, preparing herself. She wasn't scared. She wasn't even thinking about anything but shooting this gun and killing her father.
I LUV IT! <3 Thats all i gatta say and its Perfect! Thank you so so mutch
Thanks <3 and no problem! Still working on the story, though :3
Ever since she was a child, she was abused by her father. Her Mother tried to stop him a while back, but... nothing stopped him from hurting her, as well. But, one day.. She decided to take action. Today was the day, that she'd stop him. Forever. Her mom was at work, and would stay there until 2 hours after her father got home from work. She searched the house for anything that could help her. Her father was coming home in about 10 minutes, and she didn't want to waste her time.
I LUV IT! <3 Thats all i gatta say and its Perfect! Thank you so so mutch