"Dude look, that's us," we started laughing.
"God we were so weird,"
"Yeah luckily we found some permanent hair dye for your hair,"
"Yeah I miss those days,"
"I do too," I picked up my old camera and we walked to Utah. Just then I saw a girl entering a window. We decided to followed her inside I then notice her axe, "Who the fuck are you?"
"Clementine Jane Brittiska, who are you?"
"Felix Jackson Ma--"
"MaVen yeah I've heard about you, but what about you"
"Jackson Henry Alister,"
"More people that know me WTF?" I started getting angry I felt like she was lying.
"Yeah there are so many kids that want to grow up to be like you,"
"And what about you?"
"I'm an orphan. My parents left me at an Orphanage at the age of 4 when I turned 8 I left the Orphanage and went and killed my parents. I don't regret any of it,"
"How many people have you killed?" I said letting her talk to me, but just then the kids woke up I went and killed them all the parents came in and we killed them both.
"Including these ones and my parents, I'd say about 708 and counting," i then started to bite my lip she grabbed my hand and we went and changed we then left. We walked through Texas and killed 26 people. I never told her I liked her. We walked for about an hour. "So…."
"Yeah?"
"do you ever get tired of killing?"