Return of the most notorious serial killer

decline of serial killers

“No, that can’t even be possible,” looking down at the test on the counter. Pregnant! It said she was pregnant. Five weeks and two days, to be exact. How the hell did this happen. She had been on the pill since she was 13 years old. Her mother made sure of that. Not that Evie was sexually active, but she was in an industry where the photographers were grabby, and the drugs were always available. At 20 years, old this was death to her career and her future. Evie could not raise herself, let alone a child.

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Never forget that I love you

“Hey, wait. You left your book behind,” she called out. In the four months that Jamie worked for the small coffee house, she already collected a box full of things left behind. Sometimes people came back, but usually, one of the workers grabbed the item up before the owner could return. Those were the times that she bit her tongue to silence her mouth from vocalizing disapproval. It was hard enough to make friends in this small town. Jamie didn’t want to step on any toes along the way. She was the only one working in the small family-owned business that didn’t grow up in the small Oklahoma town. Those old stories about people in the small cities all being friendly was far from the truth. Ever since the day she moved to town, Jamie felt like an outcast.

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Never go in the woods alone

As she ran through the woods, her feet hit the moss with a thud each time. It was getting dark, and she was already late. Glancing down at the watch on her wrist, a gift from her grandmother, Lucy, didn’t see the branch fall. A crack echoed through the forest walls, the small animals running for cover. They sensed the danger before she had. Usually careful, the tall brunette was taking chances. She didn’t see the shadow that had been watching her from the edge of the water. As she fell face-first into the deeply cushioned ground cover, her body stiffened. The sound of footsteps broke her groans. She hadn’t planned on being out this late, and given her track record with strangers, this was a big mistake.

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Vocal Media

Recently, I joined Vocal Media as another place to add writing. When I noticed they had challenges, I entered one. This is for the Moleskine brand journals as it’s about a little black book and 20 grand. I can’t post it here due to copyrights, but if anyone would like to read it, here is the link. Sign in with a Gmail or a fb. For those that love to write, this is just another outlet.

VOCAL MEDIA

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