Murder He Wrote (Part 4)

Murder He Wrote (Part 4)

I love ya eyes girl…
A fiend for yo body.
If I was with you girl they probably wouldn’t recognize me…
Cuz I’d be so into you they’d think I was your brother.
Be together long you start to resemble each other…
Look girl I need a woman…
And I feel it’s you…
My hearts been broken
I need you to be my super glue…
Copy and paste me in yo life
Like a damn computer…
Got my palm read…
A lot of you in my future…
I’m not crazy…
But I want you to have all my babies…
Don’t play me…
You know that…

I love you Tracy (Lighting strikes Again)

Nothing happened to Tracy…

She’s fine in good health…

But she just can’t help herself…

She has this sudden obsession…

For Mitch…

She’s madly in love with him…

Mitch just found out a new power of THE PEN.

And doesn’t even know it…

See if you say “I love you… then the person’s name”

They become insane and madly in love with you.

Mitch being the nosey person that he is.

Just wrote himself into trouble.

In more ways than one…6

While Tracy is on her way to his house…

He better Pray the Author doesn’t find out…

About…

This…

Meaning  Mitch going through his shit…

Meanwhile Tracy is over at her place

Picking out sexy Lingerie 

Setting up the bed 

Making it straight…

She’s about to go pick Mitch up…

She knows he will come.

And if he didn’t she will kill him

But he loves her so that will be easy…

Not to mention she’s one of the finest women breathing…

Blue eyes that resembles heaven when you look into them.

A beautiful smile 

Perfect teeth

38 double D’s that were perky.

No sag

Fat ass

The type everyman would stare at if she passed.

The same one that made your mom smack your dad.

Yea…

That’s her…

She grabbed all her stuff and prepared to get in her truck…

Over at Mitch’s house the Author is finally waking up

Like what the Fuck

Whose been through my stuff?

I bet it was Mitch

Son of a Bitch.

Where’s my pen I’ma kill him…

But the pen is nowhere in site

Mitch is in the bathroom 

And he still feels inspired to write…

Mitch figured he’d help his cousin out…

He wants to be the serial killer now…

He thought of a few people he would love to hurt.

And started with the preacher of his mother’s church

With the pen in his hand he began… 

To Write…

I’ma Hit Mr. Brown (lightning Strikes) where it hurts. He’s the preacher of my church. Always telling me not to curse. Like he’s so perfect. So I’ll do this… I’m on my way to church now. I’ll grab my gun. Hide it in my coat. I walk through the church doors and ask if I can ask him a question. He says “yes young man, how can I help you?” Well how often do you talk to god rev? “Everyday including now.” Well did he tell you I was gonna be here today. “God tells me many things” well did he tell you were gonna die. Rev gets a look in his eyes. Begins to stutter, “Wha… Wha…Wha… why would you ask that” I reach for my gun and he give’s a new meaning to rev….run… so I shoot him in the leg… walk over to him and stand over his head. He begins to pray… “Dear father…

To Be Continued…

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