Bang

I assure you, I didn't set out to be a serial killer. In fact, I was set on attending college, and the necessary courses to become a nurse. Well, you see, I guess that wasn't what the universe had in store for me. But there is a breaking point in every single person. Maybe you haven't reached it yet, or maybe you have, but I went over my limit. That stupid dog wouldn't shut up. So I took a shotgun, and bang, problem solved. My brother wouldn't do his homework, and kept trying to run to his room to play video games. Bang. My mother called pulled out her phone to call the police and get me help. Bang. My father tried the same thing. Bang. My life was getting so much easier. Then, I tracked down this one teacher, Mr. Porter. He failed me last semester. Bang. Bang. The next day at school, all the annoying kids, the ones who irritated me every single day, well, guess what happened to them? Bang. Bang. Bang. Bang. Bang. The police came. Bang. Bang. Bang. The gun was wrestled out of my hands, I was cuffed. But in the van, I bent backwards, and suddenly... Bang. I ran, and changed my identity. But don't get on my bad side, for all the people who bother me... well, they're invited over for dinner, but I somehow always forget to mention that I serve death as a side.