She Tried To Murder Me! by MowsysWrath

She Tried To Murder Me!
By Mowsy Merethil and Bryce Ridgeway

It was strange, seeing that shy girl in class. Messing with her proved no response until the day it happened. She threatened to slit my throat in Algebra if I continued to toy with her. Really, I thought she wasn’t so bad until that happened. No, I wasn’t scared, but I certainly didn’t expect what happened that night.

I awoke to a strange huff noise, opening my eyes to see the silhouette of the short shy girl from Algebra class. The gleam of a cold knife told me to move, I rolled to the side and grabbed my sheathed Katana as the knife was driven into my bed where my gut had been only moment before. I unsheathed the katana as the girl pulled the knife out from my bed. I had little time to react when she jumped at me. Her dagger came down again, but I blocked it with my sheath. I forced the blade away, knocking her off balance. Before I could strike, my feet were tangled in my blanket and I fell off the bed, dropping the sheath. The katana remained in my hand, luckily. The girl tried to stab me once more, but this time I lifted a foot before she even got close. My foot hit her in the stomach, forcing her to stop her assault for a moment. The time was long enough for me to stand up and ready myself. My back was to my door; her back was to my television. I kicked at her again, but she grasped my foot and flung me into the air. I flipped, hit my back on the ceiling and fell on my face. Knowing she’d try to stab again, I rolled and avoided another fatal blow. As she stood back up from attempting to stab me, I brought my foot to the back of her legs and forced her down to her knees. I quickly stood up and spun, kicking her in the back of the head. She fell onto her face, but proceeded to flip forward and get right back up on her feet. She turned and glared at me, the knife still firmly in her hands.
“I told you, if you messed with me, I’d KILL you,” she told me, pure evil in her eyes. My heard was beating faster, I feared her.
“Why… I was playing, I didn’t mean anything offensive!” I replied. She didn’t seem to listen. She charged me with her knife once more, I held out my katana to attempt to stab her, but she ducked under it and dug her knife into my stomach. My eyes shot open, pain filled me and I stood, defeated. She brought the knife out slowly; I fell to my knees as I dropped my katana.
“Consider this a warning.” She said, cleaning her knife on my black shirt.
That was all I could remember before blacking out. Now I’m here in the hospital, my wounds are being healed… and covered from view. She’s an expert assassin; she even has the hospitals fearing her.

-End