I Would Kill To Be In That Social Circle

A Fictitious Story By Marcus Liam Breu

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These next few days are most likely the last of my life.

Or what you might call a life.

I have killed people. And now, People are coming to kill me.

I remember the first time I ever actually did it. It was part of a dare.

I didn’t really want to do it. But I had just moved schools, and I was having trouble making new friends.

I had to stop some guy in an alley. He owned the Comic book store around the corner & he always walked through there as a short-cut.

I heard footsteps coming in my direction. I was scared. I don’t know why. I was the one with the gun.

But I was still scared. Not nearly as scared as I am now though.

He walked up to me. He thought I was lost & offered to walk me home.

But if I didn’t do what I was sent to do. My social life would be dead instead of this guy.

He was so nice. He was smiling non stop.

That was, until I pulled out the gun.

His smile turned upside down.

He must have thought I wanted his wallet. No. I wanted something more.

I wanted this to be over. I wanted to be at home watching Full House.

But, this is something that i had to do. It wasn’t something that I wanted to do.

But I had to do it.

He started to run. It made it easier. Because I couldn’t see his face. I didn’t want to look him in the eyes.

I started firing the little crappy pistol that one of my new “Friendsâ€