Notes

I could hear muffled voices from behind me talking about the luminous mist cloaking the atmosphere. as I peered out of the almost cracked window I could see a women who had obviously been buried alive trying to escape. her breaths were fading into the thick vengeful toxic air as the sky around us rumbled for silence. I couldn't help but grin at myself for picking the most perfect day for burying her alive. I knew that by the time the police or her family come to find her, her body would have already given up, her face would've turned pale and the bones in her body would've turned fragile and delicate more than they already were. I have to give props to her for being a 80 year old and still being able to walk. I jumped at myself for imagining what would happen when they found her body. excitement and thrill shivered down my body from head to toe. excitement fully taken over me as the other passengers on the train looked over to see what all the commotion was about, I couldn't help but give them the most gnarly and blood curdling look you have ever seen, as soon as they saw that the judgemental, egotistical smug look on their face disappeared and it was replaced with a look that said get me out of here this women is going to kill me which probably was right. they were shaking like a leaf on a cold wits summer's night and I lived for it. it was like they had just seen what was coming and it was inevitable to what was about to happen. I could already tell that my face lit up with a impish glee. oh boy I sure do love my life.