Post by Fluffy on May 5, 2010 22:09:00 GMT -5
Cold Blooded Murder;;
Not so Cold After All
»Chapter¹Whoever said that murder is done in cold blood was wrong. When she killed me her blood was burning with hatred and, as my own blood was pouring from my body onto the ground, her heart was pounding so hard in rage that I could almost hear its singing as I dimmed from this world. She didn't hate me, at least I don't think she did, but she hated the love I had for her son.
In court she claimed to have done it out of self defense, telling the court under a sworn oath that I, a love crazed, homosexual, 11th grade boy, as she called me, had plotted to kill her and steal away her son, who I loved, once I had learned that they were planning on moving away. Most of it was lies, but my old mental health records supported her story, so she pulled it off.The only real truths in her sworn testament were that their plan to move had upset me and that I truly loved her son. What does it matter if we are both guys? I love him and I don't care what others say.
His name was, or rather is, Matt. The only one of us two who should be referred to with "was"s I guess is me. However, I'd rather not since, after all, I am thinking, therefore I am, right? Well whatever it is, Matt's mom got off pretty much scotch free and moved just as she had wanted to. Unfortunately though, she didn't actually get what she had wanted to get out of it because rather then leaving me behind, I've been dragged along with them. I'm assuming it is because i am supposed to be a vengeful spirit or something, but I don't really feel all that mad. I feel upset, and I can feel a better place calling me, but for whatever reason I just can't move on to it.
The worst part is that, so far, I've found no way to communicate or interact with Matt. Instead I am forced to watch him day and night and be unable to do anything about or for him. I can see that he is really torn up about my death, and there is no way for me to tell him that I am all right. It is infuriating as well as upsetting. What is worse is that I've found ways to interact with his mom, throwing unpacked socks at her, though I've no idea how I can lift them because it is always a spur of the moment thing that never works again later. For now I can only keep trying.Signing out for now~ Jake
»Chapter²Coming May 8th
