….Finally….

As I washed the blood from my hands,thoughts raced throught my head. I did it…
I finally did it… there all dead now…. all of them…the ones at school… my family at home…
When i walked through the halls and heard them laughing, i knew i had to do it. when i walked in the door and heard them fighting,i knew i had to do it.
It was to much… it was always to much… but its over now… all over….
As the last of the blood came off my hands, i took my blood caked shirt and pants off, grabed the bloody knife off the counter,and put them in a bag, ill bury these later, i thought… then went to go change, and as i heard the wail of sirens, i knew where they were heading, and i laughed, it was a humorless laugh, but it felt so good….