Ficly

Middle School Massacre 4

BANG!
I felt blood splatter on my face. But not mine.
Mr. Mulley fell to his knees and then to his face.
His fat body slamming down on the ground was enough to knock a lamp off the shelf above me. It knocked me out. But… through my last glimpse of that night… I saw his face from across the gap in the cabins. Andrew had sniped Mr. Mulley from the next cabin window.
I woke up unbound. Walking out the cabin door, I saw it.
The endless mounds of bodies piled up on around the lake.
“Holy shit…” I said too loud.

This story has no comments.