The Evil Bus

Once I was finishing up school on the 1st day, I had just made a new friend, Carl.

Carl asked me what bus I was on, I told him I was on Bus #666. Carl told me not to go on that bus, but I ignored him.

I got on the bus and the driver started to drive. I looked out the window and I saw a tree covered in BLOOD.

I then felt numb, I couldn't feel anything, like I was possessed.

My body started to convulse, I started to screech at the top of my fucking lungs.

Everyone ignored me.

My possessed body opened the window.

It then smashed the window.

It jumped out.

My body got unpossessed, then I got fucking run over by a fucking bus.

I saw Jeff the Killer walk over to me, he stabbed me in the chest and fucking squirted diarrhea in my face, and I died.