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    Skull cracker

    by , 02-26-2015 at 08:02 AM (609 Views)
    *warning for those of the weak stomach*

    Weights class, afternoon
    Me and my group of 3 other friends for weights class wait outside in the hall way with the rest of the class, we are all dressed out and waiting for our teacher like we always do. Minding our own business we chat, are attention is then drawn to our right near the exit doors. One of are classmates was fooling around with a small pocket knife which probably couldn't cut hard butter if it tried. This particular kid handling the knife however has a reputation for being a straight up dumbass, he is small, maybe 5"5, with a nasty set of curly hair, slightly dark skin and a small athletic frame, and these scraggly sideburns that make him look like a kid halfway stuck in-between adolescence.

    As me and my friends watch him play with these knife while talking to this girl, he says something along the lines of "how he wants to see his own skull." He then takes the knife and runs it across his forehead, opening it up with surgeon like precision, a straight line of flesh torn open and you can clearly see his skull for his skin somewhat opened up around the wound. He then starts to go into some kind of seizure, his eyes roll up his head and he falls stif on his back seemingly not breathing.

    I looked at him and knew he was still alive, I walked over to him and picked him up and brought him over to the edge of a table that seemed to appear behind me when I turned around, I took his head, held it with my two hands and lined up his cut on his head with the edge of the table and started to bang his skull on the edge of the table forcefully with intent to break open his skull.

    BANG! BANG! BANG! Repeatedly I banged his head on the table, the table shook with metallic ringing, the kids in the hallway didn't seem to notice or care. Then, on the 5th or 6th head slam, POP! His skull cracked open like a perfect egg crack, that skull popping sound is what I remember most about this dream, it felt so strange on my hands, I knew at that moment I had killed him, and I laid him down on the ground. A girl behind me smirked at me and called me stupid, but it was like a kind of smirk you would give someone if they had done a stupid kid like action, like spray painting the wall

    The girl who was talking to him didn't seem to notice what I did to him and thought he did these to himself, despite the fact i was about 5 ft from her. She told him to get up, periodically wiping off blood from his open skull wound with her shoe were blood leaked out in teardrop like drops. Are teacher walks out and I get nervous," what if someone saw me do it?" It think to myself. Are teacher sees the dead boy, time jumps foreword here as I find myself outside with the rest of class talking to my teacher as we wait for an ambulance to come. " what do you think of this?" He says, I tell him it ain't his fault, it was the kids choice, he only replies with, " yeah, but I wasn't outside when I should of been."

    In the last parts of this dream I stand outside next to my teacher and the more I thought about what I did, the more I got scared for getting in trouble. School ends and i search frantically for my Friend to tell him what I did and what i Should do. My memory of the dream goes flat after this.

    I don't know why I killed the kid, I don't know. When I killed him, I felt no remorse, or really no feelings at all for him, like I had just done another deed that needed to be done. The only thing That was on my mind was what if I get caught? I just didn't even care I just killed him, only what might happened if someone rats me outs, good thing it's just a dream.

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    Tags: gruesome, murder