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The Perfect Project by ~psycoassmofo:iconpsycoassmofo:



Sitting at my desk carving little by little. making the peice perfect. Cleaning the fragment away and testing the fit, he adds the glue and lets it sit. The model looking perfect.Due in a few months the figure can be modeld perfectly to look like a real person.
    In just a few hours, two or three, the alarm will go off. After that there is so much to get done. Vision getting blurry and hands uncontrollible, my head drops like a brick. Awaking to the alarm and turning on the t.v., the news is on and talking about someone missing from my school I think. So absently out of body i hop in the shower.
    Felling a relief of warm water, I look down and the watter is...RED! Freaking out i search for a cut and there or none i can see. Questining this, the next thing i do is look in front of the mirror so, I search and search till i see it, a is a gash of flesh missing from my neck. Suprised I look for a rag, and tare a piece from an ols white shirt and put it on my neck. Turning to see how i did i see the rag is red and absently just think its the gash.
    I contine my routine getting some food and clothes on. I examine my project befor i leave and am suprized at how realistic and life-size the thing looks. Pulling the skull out of some cleaner and i am amazed that the seams are perfect and so dam smooth.
    Heading out the dorr i turned off the t.v. right when the reporter was saying " the victim was last seen wearing a weight top"and click. On the way to my car i see red stains on it and just think its some dirt and say " dam this thing need to be washed"
    Pulling on to campus there a check point and the cop askes to see my school id. I pull it out and give it to him and see its stained with ketchup. And i don' teven hear him ask me to pull off to the side.
    Not wanting any trouble i conply. when i get to the side the cop asks "Sir please step out of the car and place your hand on the hood." Suprized i say "Sir" and he repeats him sefl adding " you are being arested under stuspition off murder." He then preceads to tell me my maranda rights.
    Conpleatly dazed i ask for a layer and finally get one after 3 days because they were celecting eveidencs and plus they had to find  cheaop layer for such a shitty case. Finely a layer walks in and the first thing she says is "YOUR FUCKED!"then she gos on to explain  " They have evidencs that puts you at the seen of the crime, says you acked alone, and that you need mental help.
    Respnding to all of that i ask "What the hell is going on? And what the hell are you talking about." then she steps over to the t.v. and puts a tape in then says "This explains it all." The tape starts and it shows a woman getting some cash out of an ATM and a car pulles up...wait its my car but... WAM! out of no wait she gets brod sided and bashed a few times then thrown in the back seat. "Wait how does that explain its me?" "Just wait she says." then she pausses it and im staring in to my own eyes. Then she puts in another tape and it shows scientits examining my house it all comes together. The skull i pulled out of the cleaner was real.
    My class continued with there class as normal but the projects became just disply items conpared to mine for i would of had the bets project if,.....the teacher would have bin there to gread them.
©2006-2009 ~psycoassmofo
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a peice of work done for eng. class abd i did not kill anyone
and i know i cant spell

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bin like a week and still no comments :{ makes me a sad bagle }:
be my wok that bad people

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sit down, shut up, and don't do anything stupid.
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no dude it doesnt it makes me wonder if this was a sign

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