User:Nicktherecruit

It was Wednesday and I was tired and wanted to go to bed but my mother said to go outside and do something productive. Oh by the way my name is trim. I know right who calls their kid trim but hey what am i going to do change it. So anyways back to the story I don"t have much time so I'll do this fast.

Like i said this all started on a Wednesday i was tired and wanted to go to bed but well I"ve already explained how i dont have much time so sorry for the punctuation and spelling. So i decided might as well go outside and not argue so i followed my moms instructions and headed out the door i thought maybe i can go over to my friends house. It took 10 minutes to walk their so i got their at about 3 pm i knocked on the door and almost immediately got a response it was james my best friend since 3rd grade. we both talked for a minute then he invited me in so i accepted and stepped in too the old two story building. we went almost immediately to his room avoiding his mother who was smoking a ciggerate watching tv james hated his mother with way too much passion she thought the feeling was mutual. we finally reached his room and stepped in. It was summer so his room was a complete mess. He grabbed his coke on the dresser and layed sprawled across the bed. After a few hours of talking and messing around we came to an idea where we would run away. I was nervous at first but realized how james had been pondering this idea for a while. Finally i was talked into saying yes. The idea only had one catch his mother who by know was probbably topping off her 6th beer for the night.James though said he had it covered. So we finally were ready and started heading downstairs as we got to the last step i could hear the scratchy voice of james mother who had heard us and was asking what we were doing james then told me to wait outside so i did. After waiting for 5 minutes i started to get curious so i peeked in through the screen door and to my horrifying surprise i saw james standing over the body of his mother bloody beaten body. I then at the sight of her body puked. Once i was done belching i found james coming towards me. I backed up a couple feet and he stopped he knew i was scared of him. This was when i felt we had a bad idea. Knowing i was thinking that james walked forward towards me again i no longer backed up knowing that he would be alone without me. I calmed him down after the "murder" of his mom. i told him that he would never have to feel pain like that again. That was back in 2005 as of today though its new years eve 2015 and i still think about that everyday i am 26 now and james 23 we did run away not only from our family but from the police. You remember how i said i was in a rush well the reason why was because i am writing this on a computer not my computer but on "THE VICTIM'S' computer the sirens are growing louder by the second. you might be wondering how this escalated so quickly and how i could be scared of james the killer one second and kill another the next. well i did tell james he would never have to feel pain like that of the night so long ago. You might think i killed james well then let me assure you i didnt but your getting somewhere with the "kill" part. you see me and james a couple days ago were at a bar when i guy came up drunk and said james was a gay geek poser who needed to die in a disgusting hole. Jame was confused on why he was being called gay. it was of course because he was hanging out with me a skinny guy with long dark hair. I was wearing as i usurally do a purple sweater and black jeans i also was wearing a gray cap with the words Trim on it. IT was the cap my mom had sown me when i was only 3. I never took the cap off. Ever. I stood up only to be smacked to the floor by a fist with a couple of rings on it. Naturally james came to my aid only to once again be called the gay geek. You might be wondering who did i kill well put two and two together.

Sincerely, your pal Trim

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