Murder

Not actual murder, but someone I know from the gas station I always hang out at (I can't even consider that fucker as a friend or an acquaintance) brought a couple o' chopped meat in a walmart plastic bag all gorey n shit, told me it was like a baby or something and asked me to hide it in my room. I believed him 4 some reason and brought it home, once I actually looked inside its js a dead rabbit, prolly his sister's, I threw it away.

His name is Robbie, He's a cracked up kid from a dysfunctional house andhe pretends that we're friends. I tolerate him ig he vents 2 me about his sister n sometimes that gets annoying, he also fantasies abt actually offing some1 too which sounds edgy but knowing how he is, he might actually go thru w/ that plan kids a nutjob.