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Matt was dating Shana Brad was mad about it "Shana should be with me" Matt and Brad went into the field and then the woods Talking like friends do Pretense and all Together they found a small box with two buttons Brad held the box first and pushed the first button Nothing happened Both boys stared "Nothing happened" Brad pushed it again "Nothing happened" "Press the other one" Brad pushed the second button Something happened He stared at the box wide eyed "Nothing happened" said Matt as he crossed his arms Brad pushed the second button again "Nothing happened" said Matt as he crossed his arms "I need to test something" Matt raised an eyebrow and watched Brad sit the box on the ground in the mud "Hold on" Down by the creek Brad found a large rock with a good weight He crouched down and stared into the trickling water "Come over here, this is really weird" "What the hell did you find?" Matt traded places with Brad and examined the spot at which Brad pointed Brad swung the rock against the back of Matt's head with force so great blood splattered out across his face Matt fell slumped into the trickling waters Brad crouched over him and kept swinging one two three four five six seven eight nine ten "You" "Mother ****** "You ******* ****** "God **** ******* ****** Brad stood and stared down at the remnants of his work dripping with the red running waters and bits of brain matter that his best friend Matt had moments before held kept in his head Brad breathed deeply Pushed the second button "Nothing happened" said Matt as he crossed his arms and put his hands into his pockets Brad shoved the box into his sweatshirt pocket "I can probably use it for parts" He said Later that night, Brad enjoyed eating the same slice of pizza twelve or thirteen times while he was alone in his bedroom and watching **** at the same time that he was messaging girls online Brad never was a great thinker but that night his head spun around with ideas faster than his writing hand could match
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Nov 19, 2013
Nov 19, 2013 at 8:36 PM UTC
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Matt was dating Shana Brad was mad about it "Shana should be with me" Matt and Brad went into the field and then the woods Talking like friends do Pretense and all Together they found a small box with two buttons Brad held the box first and pushed the first button Nothing happened Both boys stared "Nothing happened" Brad pushed it again "Nothing happened" "Press the other one" Brad pushed the second button Something happened He stared at the box wide eyed "Nothing happened" said Matt as he crossed his arms Brad pushed the second button again "Nothing happened" said Matt as he crossed his arms "I need to test something" Matt raised an eyebrow and watched Brad sit the box on the ground in the mud "Hold on" Down by the creek Brad found a large rock with a good weight He crouched down and stared into the trickling water "Come over here, this is really weird" "What the hell did you find?" Matt traded places with Brad and examined the spot at which Brad pointed Brad swung the rock against the back of Matt's head with force so great blood splattered out across his face Matt fell slumped into the trickling waters Brad crouched over him and kept swinging one two three four five six seven eight nine ten "You" "Mother ****** "You ******* ****** "God **** ******* ****** Brad stood and stared down at the remnants of his work dripping with the red running waters and bits of brain matter that his best friend Matt had moments before held kept in his head Brad breathed deeply Pushed the second button "Nothing happened" said Matt as he crossed his arms and put his hands into his pockets Brad shoved the box into his sweatshirt pocket "I can probably use it for parts" He said Later that night, Brad enjoyed eating the same slice of pizza twelve or thirteen times while he was alone in his bedroom and watching **** at the same time that he was messaging girls online Brad never was a great thinker but that night his head spun around with ideas faster than his writing hand could match
Don't speak. ~ JaymiAK <3
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Nov 19, 2013
Nov 19, 2013 at 8:36 PM UTC
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