The last student (Full??)

The Last Student

Note : This may not be very creepy pasta based, but I did the best I could. Feel free to leave me a comment for a Part 4-6 (Otherwise will be known as The Last Student S.2). Hope you enjoy!

My name is Loreleii and I have a best friend named Makenna. She was the best friend ever, we were friends since kindergarten, but we have recently got in a physical fight. Makenna’s background life is mostly an outcast and a very quiet and shy girl. My background was kinda the same. But anyway, this fight was nothing compared to anything else. My crush, Jesse was there when this all happened, but I think I was better off quiet.

Moving on, the fight lasted till just yesterday. Let’s just say...I’m under first degree murder charges. My dad didn’t seem to notice a thing wrong. But I kinda had my demon on my shoulder. Let’s get into some better detail as I introduce more..

Part 1 : The Unexpected Bellow

Me and Makenna have really been mad at each other for one thing lately, and that would be about our crush, Jesse. We were constantly talking to him, wanting him to date us, but we couldn’t keep going for any more longer. So Makenna then whispered to me in a faded voice, “Maybe if you would give up, I would be your REAL friend”. But I responded with “What a Baka (idiot)”. My voice was trembling but I stood strong.

I then decided with a confident voice-“FIGHT ME BITCH!” as everyone in the cafeteria were astonished of my words. The teacher, Mr. Shade, came in with a glare at my eyes. My face drained pale as my eyes filled with guilt. “Well, am I just fucked up?” My mind was speaking but my voice was dead silent as a TV show without audio. My trembling voice spoke, “D-d-d-did I b-b-bellow t-too loud?”. I could easily tell that Mr. Shade had been pissed off at me. I then ran away as fast as my shook legs went.

I had finally noticed I was at my locker, deeply inhaling for air. I unlocked my locker and took out a water bottle with hidden Pepsi in it, Discolored Pepsi to be exact. Then I took a ginormous swig out of the damn thing, I probably could beat my baby sister at drinking a entire glass of kool-aid at this point. I kicked my locker shut, and proceeded walking down the hall-way with my Pepsi. You don’t wanna know what happens next..

I was at the edge of my heels, shivering of fear. But I felt strange as fuck, as I crunched my hand to a fist. The teacher charged at me, as if he was a freakin’ nuts, but I did notice his face turning red, and his blood was boiling. I blocked my face and put out my leg. His stomach hit my leg and we both fell against the concrete. I yelped in pain feeling as if I broke my leg on impact. The students in the cafeteria heard my yelp and some came running to my area. They all saw and they were astonished. I started to get up, relaxing my leg, but I fell back over again.

I exclaimed “THIS TEACHER TRIED TO KILL ME! GET HIM OUT OF MY SIGHT!”. The students split up into three groups. One group helped me get to the nurses office, the second got violent with the teacher, I didn’t think they would believe me. The third group ran straight to the office to report the incident. I then was taken by about 12 students to the nurse, she dismissed the other students. She found that I both chipped my Femur and Patella bones. She was shocked as she was in a panic of what happened. I told her and she kinda over reacted, but luckily there was footage of what happened. We both watched the footage as she was in a rage.

I asked if it was my fault, she said “no!” in a strict and stern voice. Then  the office finally announced “This is a Code Blue, I repeat, This is a Code Blue, all in the hallway and cafeteria will be dismissed.” The students booked their butts to their classes, as if they knew what happened. I finally was then told I had to go to the hospital, my dad received the call and was freaked out. I was quickly transported to a hospital. (Listen to this song and try to imagine the feeling.)

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Once at the hospital, they had to view the pictures of the broken bones. They then told me “This cast will be on you for a week, an until then, you have to walk using crutches. After the week is over, you will come back and we will perform surgery on your leg.”. I was so scared, but I knew that teacher was now gonna regret what he did to me. I finally went back to school 2 days later, I was struggling to walk in my crutches, and a lot of students were in shock, but it didn’t make sense to me. By the end of the day, some students started to get really scared, I didn’t know what was the matter.

I finally went to go to the bathroom, and as I was washing my hands, I looked up at the mirror and one of my eyes was completely black. No wonder everybody was frightened of me. But I was astonished of how it got there, for a fact, I was puzzled at the sight of it. I walked out of the bathroom and all of the sudden I got angry, the people around me murmured and pointed at me. I then yelled “GET THE HELL AWAY FROM ME!” as I could feel a change in me.

I took out my hidden pocket knife and threatened the people around me. Little did I know that a fucking security camera was right above me. The people in the office ran out at the sight from what the camera caught and started toward me. I saw them and started to dash off into the 8th grade hallway. I then ran as frantically and fastest I’ve ever ran down to the door that was an exit.

I was pushing hard on my crutches in fright. I then remembered that the exit always triggered an extremely loud sound that sounded like ear rape across the school. I pushed my way out just in time. The teachers stopped and covered their ears as they backed up. My ears couldn’t stand it, but it was worth it. I ran down a hill with my crutches and was near the highway. A stop sign was visible, this was my chance.

I crossed and the cars kept moving. In my head, I was relieved. My last thing to do was get revenge as the school was on a code orange, based on the announcements a few minutes later. I could hear the po-po (police) as I went deeper into the forest that awaited near the highway. I was planning to kill everyone, the po-po (police) that was involved, nearly all the students in my school, and all the teachers.

Part 2 : Death awaits the soul of heart.

My last thoughts on the killing was the stars aligning in my head. The only thing I didn’t see were negatives, yet all I thought was negative. I decided to grab some leaves and try to heal my leg like an idiot would. Of course, gravity and crutches doesn’t like each other when it comes to steep mountains and hills. I fell straight onto my face, giving myself a stain of grass on my pants.

The police were finally in the school, surrounding the school, and looking in the other forest’s. This included the forest I was in. I had to move quick. My instincts kicked in and I decided to drop my crutches, knowing it would slow me down. I then finally ran fast enough while the casts held tight on me, the pressure it gave on my leg made the pain stop.

I was now stable enough to climb up a tree. I was about 18 feet off the ground or 6 yards to be exact. I was a few feet away from another tall tree. I grabbed a pencil thin branch and tried to swing myself across to the other tree. This was enough stupidity to get myself killed. The branch broke and fell straight down, smashing my face and ripping some skin and flesh off my arm.

I ignored the pain, or at least I tried. I ran deeper into the forest, reaching a small lake. I saw some wood drifting and decided to dive into the water to get some of the wood. It was soft and I grabbed some rocks while I was at it. I sat on a boulder that was close by. I decided to start carving out weapons I could use. This was now just the start of the nice and bloody drama. “This will be the killing of all!” My tongue folded on the L’s on “killing”. I giggled an evil giggle and some birds in trees flew off in the distance. I knew I was going to prevail.

After about 5 hours of hard work and the dark flooding the sky, I felt around for some moss. As I collected the moss, I heard a howl along with the nudging of bushes. I then heard talking. I knew immediately that this could mean that the police could be searching for me. I ran down to a few rocks and laid them on me, trying to be camouflage. I was also

starving to death.

The nudging stopped in the bushes and I decided to look for some food. I found a bird that was still living and was on the ground. I finally pounced onto it, squishing it to death. I felt bad for the poor bird, but it’s on earth for a reason, for me to eat it. I grabbed the bird, hanging it upside down from my arm and I picked off most of the feathers, stuffing it into my shirt.

I confidently took a blood filled bite out of the birds body. It didn’t taste so bad raw. I then decided to just keep it where it was visible, at least where it was for me. Then I started to gather up some more moss, arranging a bed for me to sleep. I howled in honer of my hard work. The wolves howled across the moon too.

After about 6 hours of sleep on the hard ground of moss and grass, I awoken to the shimmer of sun. This was my day to prove my strength and have the trophy all to myself. I gathered my weapons and sharpened them for about an hour though.

My weapons were now very sharp. School was about to start and everything was still on a code orange. I was giggling silently to myself as I took off a cast that was on my leg and wrapped it around me. I used it to hold my weapons if you didn’t already know.

This is now the moment we have all been waiting for. It was my time to glitter and draw blood. I wanted to disguise myself so nobody could know me. I cut part of my face with my wooden knife. I cut my other leg into blood drawing fright. I crossed the street and excitement filled up my head.

Part 3 : The Murder of all costs

I slowly approached the school window and saw a class going on. The teacher Mr.Shade was there and without a 2nd thought, I broke the window. Everyone screamed in terror, I laughed in a distorted voice. “YOUR ALL DEAD!!” I shrieked.

This only caused the school to fill up with blood.

The killing went on in the class till everyone was dead. This was my first time to do anything like this. But little did I know that the police were behind me. They snatched me but I didn’t give up. They tried to put the hand cuffs on me, but they failed majorly. I had grabbed their neck and their breathing stopped. I knew now I couldn’t be beaten.

I was surprised they didn’t try to shoot at me, but it didn’t matter now. Each room was locked tight, as I heard the sirens blurring constantly in the background. I was about to break the window to a room when-BANG! I was out. Out cold and dead silent. My fingers trickled across the floor as I stood up. They shot me in the side.

“YOU MOTHER FUCKER! YOU ARE GONNA PAY BIG TIME NOW!” I let the words out since I was out of breath. My teeth clenched as I grabbed my hidden pocket knife and stabbed him in the stomach. The other cops shot at me but I wasn’t feeling anything. Wounds were an endless needle, and needles, the blood trickling stab.

My inspiration of myself made me who I am. I got tense, fierce, horrifically worse than myself. My life flashed before me and I bolted straight toward him, as he stepped to the side and let me crash into the wall. I was more pissed as officers still shot at me.

I dodged most of the bullets, and I thought of it for a split second. There it was, everyone who I killed sprung up like a zombie and walked toward them. The cops didn’t notice until the bite struck onto him. This was when my voice faded.

The cops turned their heads and shot at them as I ran down the hall. Breaking into classrooms, killing all, then repeat. It was finally the last student. Jesse, there he was cowering in a corner. I looked over at my best friend, Makenna. What am I?

Cop lights blurring and sirens shrieking. “Just end me..” Demanded Jesse.“My life is a disgrace and my family sucks! My friends are even gone because of this.”He continued. I gave him my mom’s look that meant “What the fuck bro?” I got stiff as I could smell something. Fire!

I ran to get the hell out as my flesh burnt in the fire. I sweated and my blood dripped as I ran out. I was guilty enough to let Jesse burn. I felt ashamed but he in my book received the title as “The last student.”

I turned around as I saw the zombies of my school mates, now dead from the battle of cops. I just missed a incoming wall when I heard a helicopter from outside. I can’t hide forever. I decided to go and try to commit suicide with my knife. I finally was caught, shot, sent to prison. I will never forget my own crime.

The End...?