Site: Copley Square Plaza

Author: Ethan Donelson

Submitted: February 20, 2018

Visits: 62

Tags: posioning

It was March 2nd 2015, I had just exited my homes local cabbage garden. I went to my sink and turned on my faucet. Out of the nosel came thousands of VOC's, they overran my household. The plundered my village. They bludgeoned my families knees so we couldn't walk. It was comparabel to the rape of Nanking. I ventured to my safe and grabbed Old Reliable my grandfathers sword to fend off the beasties. I slaughtered not just the men, but the women and children too. 3 days passed and I lie unresponsive in my basement, blood everywhere and my vision taken from me. Unknowingly my lust for blood transcended the VOC's, I stabbed my husband and took the lives of my children. I destroyed my local bakey and took the baker and hung him by my shoelaces. He remains tied up and hungry to this very day.