"My whole life I've been called weird, or different but my question to them is 'What is Normal? is normal having a lot of friends? a boyfriend? fame? money? or being completely sane?' whenever I asked my victims they only looked dumbfounded like a five-year-old hearing the word sex and they cried when I brought my kitchen knife down, into their jugular. Their blood sprayed my clothing every time and satisfied my bloodlust, the killing was just irresistible. My heart pounds with excitement every time I saw their distraught faces or their faces when they expected to be let free, but my issue wasn't the fact that I was sitting in this jail rotting, what bothered me was the fact that no one could answer my question. No matter how many I killed, they just could not give me the answer I seek and that's exactly why they died" I chuckled at the short story I read to the class, their faces were twisted with fear and my heart began to pound. "Uh well give Ms.Armageddon a hand for her spooky story" Mrs.McClair spoke awkwardly to the entire class and they unwilling clapped, few whispered meaningless insults at me while others just ignored me. "That wasn't cool Deyah!" one of the students shouted before I walked to my seat "ah give her a break how can you expect the weirdest person in the world to come up with a normal scary story," the brunette boy in the corner said while resting his cheek on his folded hands 'there he goes throwing that word around again' I thought to myself before sitting down in my seat and turning to him "and what is normal?" I asked with a sinister smirk and he replied only with an even more sinister smirk making me shiver. "Ok that's enough out of you two, we have another presentation from Ben," Mrs.McClair said while giving a round of applause and a 6'5 boy with a hood stood up and walked to the front of the class. He began to tell his story in a husky and deep voice, but I tuned him out and stared at the brown-haired boy, who was staring out of the window with a bored look on his face. His eyes shined with the same look as mine when I had the forbidden but fantastic urge. 'Is he the same as me?' I asked myself while thinking about murderous thoughts "oh uh Ms. Armageddon please go to the councilors office," Mrs.McClair shouted while writing me a pass to the counselors "ooooo," the whole class mocked as I left the classroom 'ugh what could he want now!' I shouted in my head with the frustration of not being able to eye my next target. When I arrived at the oak wood door, I peeked through the small glass window that was located high in the center "ah Deyah! please step in I would like to have a few words with you," a monotone and deep voice called towards me. I sighed in annoyance before turning towards my counselor "hi Mr.Lopez," I said with a fake but convincing smile "I'm glad to see you," he said while opening the door to his office and letting me in "by the way how are your parents?" He asked and I thought about it for a moment before answering his question "ha busy as ever!" I chuckled and he did as well "is that why they haven't attended the meetings I have spoke to you about?" He said bluntly while giving me a cold stare "I totally forgot about that!" I announced while standing up and looking into the distance. Mr.Lopez looked up me with an 'I'm definitely not convinced' look and sighed "look I know junior year is tough and your parents are pretty busy with them both being doctors and all, but that is no excuse...and you forgot..." he sighed once more before pinching the bridge of his nose "just have them sign this" he said while reaching in his desk and pulling out a sky blue piece of paper. He slid it toward me and I picked it up and read it

"Regarding the meeting of
My child :
I would like to cancel these meeting due to the fact that I
Guardian Name:
Guardian Name:
Can not attend
However, I would not mind signing a slip every time"

Signature:

I sighed and Mr.Lopez cocked an eyebrow "is there something wrong?" He said while leaning back in his rolling chair and playing in his beard, "uh no...it's just that they come home pretty late and-" "just leave it out on the table I'm sure that they will look at it," he suggested and I couldn't find any more excuses, I just simply nodded before standing up and grabbing my bag. "Do you need a pass?" He asked and I looked at my phone "ah there will be no need for that, cause the final bell is going to ring right about no-" I was cut off by the sound of the bell, after giving my final goodbyes to Mr.Lopez I left his office and headed for the exit. I was shoved a few times by people rushing to get to the buses and cars, but I didn't mind all I could think about was that brown-headed boy and his smart comment about being 'normal' the thought made me chuckle slightly as I made my way home, by walking of course. My parents -Rob and Sarah- are or should I say were doctors, pretty famous I say. No siblings, I am an only child, however, my parents weren't what I would have considered qualified for the job. They'd laze around all day and only have time for me when it was beneficial to them, and that is exactly why they were something that wasn't needed. I stopped replaying my life story in my head when I reached the birch door of my one story home. The mistletoe was hung up and a picture of Santa Claus was on the door inviting warmth into the house, considering Christmas was only around the corner it was only the right thing to do...or that's what my parents thought at least. I took one huge breath before turning the brass door nob and entering the house. It reeked of rotten flesh but I didn't mind since I was used to the unpleasant smell "mom! Dad! I'm home," I scream excitedly while galloping to the living room where my mom and dad sat. Their bodies were falling apart and rigor mortis had set in, making their bodies as hard as steel "how was you guys day?" I asked while looking into their lifeless faces. My mom held a look of fear that was almost non-exist due to the maggots eating her flesh, my father, on the other hand, had an expression of anger that too was also being eaten by maggots. I paused before cocking an eyebrow "what's wrong?" I asked while sitting on the beige carpet that was in front of the off-white couch. The room was filled with silence, all that could be heard was the sound of maggots crawling and eating my parents "ah mom I need you to sign this by the way, " I said while getting up, grabbing my backpack, and reaching in for the blue sheet that I had received from Mr.Lopez "I love you guys so much!" I shouted while hugging both of the corpses. I was shocked when my mothers head fell off of her shoulders and rolled on to the carpet, leaving a trail of maggots and black goo across the carpet. I chuckled before getting off of the corpses and going to my mothers head "god mom your such a  clumsy person," I teased before sticking the head back on my mom's body. "Well, I'm going to go take a sho-" I was interrupted by the sound of the doorbell and I felt my heart sink into my stomach.