Creative Writing: The Murderer

Now it was time to go home just before everybody in the house was awake. When John got home he looked at his phone, which he hadn't done all night and he saw tons of pictures from the party that had him in

Wes was exhausted. It was Monday morning, an no amount of coffee could help him at this point, he was a lost cause. He had gotten about half an hour of sleep the night before while doing more ghost research. He had only slept at all because he tripped over a few art supplies left over from when he was making his charts, and decided that the floor was somewhat comfortable and it was worth too much effort to get up. His father found him in the morning, choosing to ignore the creepy pictures of both Danny Fenton and Danny Phantom tacked to the wall. Thankfully, all Walter said was to clean his room as soon as possible, because frankly, his room was a complete mess. Everything from sharpies and bottles of superglue to cassette tapes about ghosts

LUKE is propped up against an imaginary wall with his feet lying out. He has a somewhat bewildered look on his face and his eyes are darting back and forth

I am information, therefore I am. Wherever I go, somebody’s watching. Wherever I am, somebody knows. Whatever I do, somebody sees it.

I killed her. It all started in 8th grade, she hated everything about herself, she hated the way she looked, she hated

Benji Jeffers sat in silence. He plopped himself down on a rock, slumping into a lazy posture, and stared. Something about his demeanor was eerily calm, looking back on it. After all, we were, in fact, stranded.

It started out with a petrifying scream. The police straight away rushed over to the top floor of Ms. April’s condo. As lieutenant George slowly crept the door open. His arms turned clammy and there has been the glisten of sweat running down the face of his neck. His eyes grew with extensive it was as if he had been hit with a fatal blow. however what he saw, no-one else should see. Then Mr. Ferd rushed over and grabbed onto lieutenant George’s shoulder and forcefully pulled him far from the door and now all could see, the corpse, devoid of pores and skin, pitted by way of burrowing insects.

The doctor came back a few hours later with 3 folders in his hands and he said, “Hello Jack, hope your feeling better, one of these is your file only 3 Jack’s that live in Sutherland, Ohio. Do you mind telling me which one you are?”

While driving to the restaurant, Louise thought about Justin’s sudden interest in his grandfathers and wondered why he questioned her, “He will be okay.”

Dan grimaced, the conspicuous coffee stain on his lapel wasn't doing him any favors. His fingers twitched; he needed this job. “ I over-slept”.

“Well I came all the way from Taxes to New York just to get arrested.”

A dim light shone through the dusty window of Clary's room at the New York institute. Her green eyes opened and she let out a groan. The night befor Clary and Isabelle Lightwood had gone hunting alone and ended up taking down three Ravener demons. Ravener demons were one of the lesser demons, but it didn't make them any less disgusting to look at with their scorpian like bodies and insect faces. Even with healing runes the ordeal had leftthe curly redhead feeling lazy. She pushed herself from the bed and dressed into her gear. Infront of the mirror the ran the brush through her curls until she was statisfied. Her stele was still tucked inside the pocket of her pants, she pulled it out and traced the lines of a Stamina Rune on the inside of

I heard the blood-curdling scream, travelling from the depths of the pit to my own ears. It must’ve been that new kid. The one that arrived here with me, just this morning. I had been ordered to escort him to his trial, as per usual, and it’s clear they hadn’t taken all that long to lay into him.

“Ring” went the bank alarm. Why did I choose to do this, there is no way I will get out of this mess. All I want is money so I can show Jimmy i'm making a lot of money. If I get caught I will never meet Jimmy. Jimmy is going to hate me for not showing up. Wait is that police sirens!

He left the office and went straight to the bedroom. He was going to see if there was anything that he could change into, but he immediately just collapsed on the bed.