by Qiokkabee » Thu Aug 23, 2012 2:01 pm
Xanther kept walking until he turned a few corners, reaching the door. He stomped in and towards the kitchen. He had to end this. This was the fifth time it happened to him. It reuined his life. IT was making him act crazy. It was the one that led Xanther to all this. Xanther Walked up to some drawers, pulling them out a looking for the one thing, the one thing that would lead him to death, to end to all this. He pulled out the fifth drawer and there were three, sharp knives sitting there. He pull out the sharpest and slowly pushed the drawer closed. He stood next to the wall of the kitchen and slid down. His held his arm our, palm facing up, one vein being barely shown. Xanther glared at the knife and gently placed the spiky part on the spot where the vein remained....