The (Kinda) Murderer by blackrosesbleedrouge, literature
Literature
The (Kinda) Murderer
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Another boring, lazy Monday, where the only thing really happening is the summer's heat steadily rising. In a shit supermarket, with a bunch of jabbering people reluctant to go back out into the scorching heat, 'Fucking A/C theives', stood a girl. One of the only three cashiers working that day was Sarah Larson. Her auburn hair tied haphazardly into a ponytail, eyeliner slightly smeared around her eyes and the quirk in her brow was the only thing showing her agitation with her job. Her white collared shirt, bleached, starched and ironed; courtesy of her mother's insistence of a nice appearance, was beginning to really irr
The (Kinda) Murderer by blackrosesbleedrouge, literature
Literature
The (Kinda) Murderer
...
...
...
Another boring, lazy Monday, where the only thing really happening is the summer's heat steadily rising. In a shit supermarket, with a bunch of jabbering people reluctant to go back out into the scorching heat, 'Fucking A/C theives', stood a girl. One of the only three cashiers working that day was Sarah Larson. Her auburn hair tied haphazardly into a ponytail, eyeliner slightly smeared around her eyes and the quirk in her brow was the only thing showing her agitation with her job. Her white collared shirt, bleached, starched and ironed; courtesy of her mother's insistence of a nice appearance, was beginning to really irr
I felt the vicious pull from peace
My muse's sweet song halted... then fully ceased.
I could hear something overtaking the blissful tune
A hellish cry
So ugly and hoarse and dry
It was vicious, painful my ears began to whither and die.
A chill ran down my spine
My ears could bleed
I felt weak
Is this punishment for my greed?
But suddenly the came peace
The blaring siren had ceased
Her heinous wails of urgency
Faded into a quiet peace.
Was I released?
Had I been rid of that wicked fiend
My body, once again, was being taken by lethargy
But suddenly the cries came back
Louder and angrier than before. A cry of attack.
The beast had come ag