๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ”. ๐ƒ๐ž๐š๐ซ ๐„๐ง๐ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ฌ๐ก ๐‹๐ข๐ญ๐ž๐ซ๐š๐ญ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ž,

Dear English Literature,

You were the last one we killed. It had been years since the death of the others and it was only you and School left. You guys thought you were finally safe, that everything was over. And when you were well under that delusion, we ripped you back into reality.

Remember the book you made us study for almost a year? Yes, I'm talking about Agatha Christie's Murder on the Orient Express.

You might be asking, what about it? Well, if you really want to know, that was where we got the idea to kill you. Just like with Mr Ratchett, we broke into your home and all took turns stabbing you to death. And continued to stab you even when you were dead to relieve our anger.

It was kind of therapeutic, just stabbing you over and over again. A good stress reliever. And before you call us psychopaths, talk about yourself first! You kept pet hamsters, but you treated them horribly. Do you think we would never find out why they kept dying every few months?

Well, we know what you have been doing to them. How did we find out? Easy. We just hacked into your home cctv camera system. There wasn't much defence to go through. So much for security.

Anyways, we were replaying the different footage and do you know what we saw? You torturing those poor things! It ranged from starving them to throwing them against the wall to outright harming them with a knife.

If you could do those despicable things to them, why not do it back? And it did tie well with the text you went through in class all those years ago.

With no regrets,
Amethyst

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