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Just the Sound of His Thoughts Make Me Vomit

I sat in Social Studies again, debating with myself. The whirr of everyone’s thoughts shoved in the back of my conscience except for one.

So where should I start? Here would be a great choice. I can get rid of Eliza from the very start. And I know I’ll definetly use a knife considering how silent it can be. If I move quickly I could kill an entire classroom and no one would know. Although I don’t think I can move that fast. Hmm…blocking the door could work….yes…let’s go with that.

I had to force so much bile down my throat from the sound of Cody’s thoughts. At one point I couldn’t take it anymore so I turned around and glared at him. He stared back emotionlessly, but his thoughts said otherwise.

Hmm…maybe I could have a bit of fun as well…there’s some pretty attractive girls in this class….like Bree… I started getting visuals from him, making me raise my hand to ask to go to the bathroom, where I let all my digust leave me as vomit into the toilet.

Damn Cody to hell.

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