User talk:CeresathePsycho

(( So far I only have chapter one and two. I'm hoping for at least 6 of them. YES, HAMMERS AND KNIVES IS ABOUT ME. MY NURSE JADE LEFT ME HER LAPTOP, SO I'M USING IT NOW ))

Hammers and Knives, Chapter One: Insanity Awakens.

Ceresa stood over her bed and looked at the pile of clothes her annoying mother had asked her to fold. All she did was work, even at the tender age of 11. She wanted to pack her pencil case, drawing book and hair bows into a bag and run away, but she had no chances of doing just that. She rubbed her eyes and sat on her bed. Her framed drawing of a vision she had rattled on the wall and she heard her fathers car come up the driveway.

"Ceresa May Anderson! Get down here and cook us some dinner!" Her brother, Flynn yelled from the kitchen. She hated him, she hated everyone, except for the people in her visions. They had been getting more intense, a man in a suit with a bald head, and a boy with black hair, all covered in blood, the three of them.

She pulled herself up from her bed, grabbed her scissors from the bedside table and trudged down to the kitchen, holding her scissors tight.

"Took you long enough! I want nuggets and chips, with extra ketchup!" Ceresa's father barked. She had grown tired of him. All of a sudden, she lifted her arms holding the pair of scissors and smirked.

"Alright, I'll just get the ketchup first" She said, grinning sisterly. "Flynn, get your fat ass over here!". She ran at her brother, who was sitting next to his father, whimpering at the sight of his sister acting strange.

"Dad, don't let her ge-" he was cut off, just as Ceresa stood over him and dragged him into the kitchen. Flynn screamed and kicked, but he couldn't escape his 11 year old sister's new found strength. She threw him onto the floor and plunged the scissors into his arm.

"I'm not done yet" She whispered. Ceresa grabbed the kitchen knife and slit his jugular, blood spilling over her pure black school shoes. Her mother screamed and her father grabbed his own dinner knife, not as sharp as his daughter's.

"Lets play a game Mommy and Daddy!" Ceresa yelled and began laughing like a madwoman.

Hammers and Knives, Chapter Two: Playground Games

Ceresa woke up and looked at the pile of books across her dormitory bed. It had been a year since she murdered her family. But instead of giving herself in, she tried to look like she was a victim, one that called the police. Her aunt Jessica had taken her in and enrolled her into "Jessica Anderson's Academy for gifted Girls and Boys". She rubbed her eyes, which were turning from bright blue, to a sort of black. Her black hair was not so black either, more like a dark gray. She knew this was proof of her insanity.

"Did you just wake up?". She looked across the dorm and saw the boy from her visions. His smile wasn't entirely natural. It looked like he'd cut it from his face. "Sorry to interrupt, but my friends and I have been waiting fo- Crap! Sorry Ceresa! Gotta go! Name's Jeff by the way!" He jumped out the window behind Ceresa and ran across the school grounds. She blushed. She may have been seeing things, but she knew she loved Jeff, in a demented sort of way.

"Ceresa, why are you blushing?" Her cousin Stevie-Jade looked at her, tilting her head in curiosity. "Oh, no reason Stevie... Just... something I dreamed about..." Ceresa whispered, turning towards her wardrobe. She got up and pulled on her Japanese-sailor style Uniform, hiding behind the dressing screen.

After whole school assembly and first period of classes, one of Ceresa's classmates, Thomas was hovering around her, like he usually did. He tried to grab her hand. She turned to face him in the halls.

"Look, Thomas, we're only twelve years old! I already love someone else, so would you leave me alone!?" She barked at Thomas. He pouted and ran off to class. everyone who had heard her quiet voice looked at her and made there way to second period. As she walked in the classroom, no one sat with her, which was strange, because normally at least one boy would try. She found a note on her table in the back of the room. "Jerk! How could you do this to him!?" and another saying "Kill yourself. You broke his poor heart". Her hand started edging towards her metal ruler and scissors. She hid them in her skirt pocket and the front of her satchel.

Finally, after 50 minutes of algebra and multiplication, the recess bell went. Ceresa packed her things into her bag and ran out to the grounds outside. She span in the soft sunlight, smiling and staring at the woods outside the fence. Jacob, Thomas's best friend, ran at her, aiming his fist towards her stomach. Luckily, she knew someone was going to react like this at her outburst in the hall. She jumped out of the way and grabbed his wrist, twisting as his body flying past her. He fell to the ground, clutching his red wrist.

"To think you were going to punch me!" Ceresa laughed and smashed her foot into his chest. His breathing slowed as she laughed more and more. No one tried to help him, he was not going to survive the crushed ribs.

"I hope you idiots realize, that the day my parents were killed, I only lived, because I'm the one that killed them!" She laughed even more and grabbed her scissors. They still smelled like blood from when she killed her brother with them.

" GET READY TO DIE!" Ceresa screamed across the yard. She'd always been a fast runner, so getting to the door was easy, locking it from the outside, even more so. The students outside screamed, and ran towards the woods. She didn't have to give chase. Her bald friend in a suit sent them back to her. She waved her ruler as thanks and prepared for throat slitting.

(( As you can tell, It's not over yet!!! ))

CeresathePsycho (talk) 09:58, August 1, 2013 (UTC)