Ok, here's what happened. We were in the middlle of class, with me being kinda sleepy. Out of nothing we had this guy from other class just come in, totally soaked in blood, which I don't know if was his or someone else's. He was obviously fucked up, trying to find somewhere to hide. Everyone in the room freaked out, someone tried to make him tell us what happened, but he just went to a corner and started hyperventilating, the teacher suspended class while he tried to make this guy calm down, so we just got out of the classroom. I came back two hours later out of curiosity to see what happened, and the police was there. I asked and one of my classmates who came back earlier told me that apparently he torn open the stomach of his friend, ttook out his organs and burned them, then everyone in the class was interrogated by the police. I just came back now, I don't really know why it took so much, as I didn't knew the guy or his friend.
Yeah, it freaked my out... you know why. I'll admit that maybe this past month hasn't been as quiet as I told earlyer, but I though if I just stopped getting into this things it would stop, and it did work for a time until my last migraine...at least I haven't seen that thing in quite some time. It seems that I can't scape, ¿doesn't it? I can't run, I can't fight, so I'll just stay here and hope for the best.
See ya.
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