I was driving home later that night. It was about 3 a.m. And I was happy. Who knew that killing people would be so much fun? Then I saw her. Bella. She appeared right in front of me. "What the fu-?" Than I ran into whatever it was that was in front of me. Because now I knew it wasn't Bella. It was me. I was crazy. It was my imagination. Bella was dead.
Later that night, when I was about to get into bed, I was hoping that I would have another nightmare. Just so I could think of ways to kill more people. So I tried to fall asleep, as soon as possible. Thankfully, I fell asleep really quickly. Then I had another nightmare. And I was right. It did give me another idea in how I could murder someone. And who the next victim would be. But, you'll see who that is later. Trust me. It'll be fun.
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Nightmares
HorrorKatie had a dream... A dream of murder... One night it came true. Her dream came true. It haunted her. Until, she started to like the idea of it. She thought she was crazy. Maybe she was... But she didn't know, and she didn't want to find out anytim...
