Blood on My Hair Ribbon

I woke this morning and my hands were covered in blood. Shit. I did it again. This wasn't the first time I woke up completely clueless about what happened the night before. I ran to the bathroom and scrubbed my hands clean. I was only 15. A sophomore. I hated school more than anything. I had only 1 friend and a boyfriend who I loved more than anything in the world. No one knew about my killing sprees at night and no one was going to know. I got dressed for school and put a red ribbon in my hair. My favorite color. Looks like blood. I went downstairs to eat breakfast but I realized that i wasn't hungry and that my stomach was bubbling. Bad feeling about today. I can feel it. Well im off to school. Lets get this day started. Hopefully if im lucky, no one will die to today. I dont mean to kill. Its a habit I guess. Whoever was my victim last night, I hope they deserved it. Probably another pregnant woman or something. HAHAHAHAHA! I dont have to think about right now my boyfriend is here to pick me up. I dont talk much either. Call me a mute...

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