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Prom Night!

"Will you go to prom with me?" Was the first thing the guy I am so deeply in love with asked me Thursday morning. I'm not big on school dances. Mainly because I want to burn every fucker in this god forsaken place. But, I said yes. And oh, what a Prom that was.

The theme was a masquerade so being the sadistic, classy lady I am, I conducted the perfect plot to fulfill my murderous desires.

Saturday night came along and I felt more than prepared. Now I could go into detail on how I made myself look rather amazinf to throw these dumb fucks off but hell, who wants to hear that?

I walked casually inside my school gym, attempting to avoid that mardi gras beads and disgusting thrift store candy all over the floor, and handed in my ticket to the secretary. I carried in a panda backpack with me so I could hide all of what I needed that night. A mask, a kitchen knife, and happy attitude. I walked inside the gymnasium doors and found a group of my "friends." I decided what the hell, might as well attempt to have some fun, then I'll start my rampage.

I danced around.. er.. more of jumped up and down as everyone else grinded upon each other, Fucking teenagers disgust me.

Then it took just one glance at my date to set me in that killing mood. He had his hands on some girl's waist practically dry humping her. And of course, it had to be the one bitch I hate the most. The one who will be the first to die tonight. I carefully made my way over to the electrical room, making sure not to be noticed and I shut off the lights. I pulled the hidden knife out of my bra and quickly darted onto the dance floor full of screaming kids. I waited for my eyes to adjusted then found the girl tightly holding onto herself.

I walked up to her, her back turned to me. I covered her mouth with a cloth and gently inserted my knife into her carotid artery. I felt the warm blood trickle down the hand covering her mouth. I gently laid her down in the pool of blood slowly starting to form around her limp body. I stowed the knife away and made my way to the other side of the room where I sat on a chair to watch the oncoming terror.

The lights flickered back on. I looked around to see a few females scream at the sight and I think I hear a few "Oh my god's" from a few of the males. Hell, not liked anyone liked the bitch to begin with. I had to refrain from giggling, but still, I was unsatisfied. One kill is not enough.

I took out my pretty little mask from my backpack and walked to the bathroom to change my dress so nobody would recognize who I was anymore.

Although a teenager just got killed, the dance continued on. A few of the students went home terrified, but that was about it. My night was just getting started.

I crept my way back to the electrical room and shut off the lights again. I found the darkest corner and hid in it, waiting for a chaperone, teacher, student, anyone to walk in to turn them back on.

I heard the door creak open and I quickly grabbed the cord hanging from the ceiling and wrapped it around the unfortunate soul's throat. I pulled the end of the wire to make the other end rise into the air.

Something loud fell to the floor and a ray of light shined onto the backwall. My guess was it was a flashlight. I picked that up and looked to see who my victim was, I managed to snag the secretary. I cut the cord open to expose the wires inside. Conveniently there was a bottle half full of water and for shits 'n giggles, I poured the water onto the exposed wires.

I stood their laughing as the fat bitch struggled to break free while getting her insides fried. I stepped out of the door and before I shut the door, flicked the lights back on. I walked back out onto the dance floor. As the night continued on, I saw my date, stoned off his ass, dancing like he thinks he's cool. I thought to myself "fuck this prick. He's the reason for all this insanity." I carefully thought out his death.

I went up to him and playfully teased him a bit. You know, rubbing up against his genitals, being a whore. I managed to seduce him and I lured him outside, with him thinking we were going to have sex. Silly rabbit.

I pushed him up against the cement wall and started making out with him. He stuck his hand up my shirt and groped my breast. I pretended to like it and slowly pulled out the knife. I held it behind my back and unbuttoned his pants. As he was occupied with his sexual fantasies racing through his naive mind, I thrusted the blade right into his belly. I looked him in the eyes, shoved it in more and twisted it around. He fell to the concrete trying to scream but no noise came out. I crouched over him, gave him one last passionate kiss, and whispered "I love you. We'll be together soon" into his ear. I skipped back into the gymnasium, leaving him for dead.

Nobody was dancing. Nobody was drinking the obviously spiked punch, and nobody was making any type of noise. The fact everyone was terrified filled me with joy.

From a distance I heard my "friend" bitching about some dude she dated in seventh grade. God, her voice annoyed the piss out of me. I0 approached her with a look of sadness in my eyes.

"Hey, come with me to the bathroom please?" We walked to the girl's bathroom and I locked the door behind me. She looked at me with a frightened look.

"Uh Mizuki, why'd you lock the door?"

All I did was grin and laugh. I walked closer to her and before she could scream I gripped her tongue and stretched it out of her mouth. It was rather slippery and disgusting to say the least. I don't think she brushes her teeth. Anyways, I gripped her tongue and took out the knife, forcing it to cut through. I dragged her through all the blood, leaving a trail, into a bathroom stall and closed it so she could be left alone to bleed to death. I walked out.

By this time everyone discovered the electrocuted secretary, and locked the doors so nobody could get in. This is what I get for living in a small hick town. A bunch of inbred, retarded, ass holes. I though it was obvious their killer was inside.

I found a huge stock of gasoline for the lawn mower outside the back door. I took what I could and hid it in a corner fairly close to the door. Back to the electrical room, I shut off the lights once more, causing a circuit outage so now more lights tonight! I heard more female screams. I went to the gasoline pile and one container after another, I poured it all around the lining of the inside of the building. I took another container and made a trail heading out the back door, where I poured more gasoline around the lining of the outside of the building.

I ran back inside to get the only person I can really call a friend out. I took her out the door where I made my gas trail and pulled out a box of matches. She looked at me with fear filling her eyes. I looked back at her and apologized. I flicked the lit match onto a splotch of gas on the ground and watched the whole building go up in flames. I heard the screams of everyone inside. For about 20 minutes I stood there laughing.

"How was the Prom?" My mother asked me when I walked through the front door.

"It was great!" I replied, with an evil grin on my face, as I walked up to my bedroom.