<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rdf:RDF xmlns="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:sy="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/syndication/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#"><channel rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/BlogRss.aspx/Kei878060"><title>New Story (The Blondies Club) - Blogit</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Kei878060/</link><description>Here's a new story that I have written. I think this one has a bit of a scary kick to it. 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A puddle of vomit was beside the bench where Stan's corpse was found. She looked up at me and screamed even more. Perhaps because of the long knife I was carrying. She stood up and I paused to stare at her. "Why!" she yelled....</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Kei878060/483153"><title>Continuation of The Blondies Club</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Kei878060/483153</link><description>She walked to the sink next to mine and looked at herself in the mirror while putting lipstick on, while I was washing my hands. My knife was still in my pocket, so she couldn't see it of course. "Didn't expect to find anyone here this late." she said. I decided to start a little conversation....</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Kei878060/482285"><title>Continuation of The Blondies Club</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Kei878060/482285</link><description>I wasn't really planning on meeting her in the bathroom. Hell, I wanted to leave a trail of small intestines for her to follow and finding her so-called puppy dead on the bench. But I knew it would take me a while to stretch out Stan's intestines. So I decided to surprise her in the bathroom. When...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Kei878060/482083"><title>Continuation of The Blondies Club</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Kei878060/482083</link><description>I found Stan lying on the bench as if it was a bed. He had his eyes closed. I then looked down at him with the knife in my hand. He then opened his eyes. "Yes, can I help you?" he said to me. Within seconds I rammed my knife into his sternum, making sure that the blade of the knife was in there...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Kei878060/481857"><title>Continuation of The Blondies Club</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Kei878060/481857</link><description>I could still see them walking together while holding hands. It was obvious that they were a couple. I followed them for awhile until they entered a classroom building. As I looked through the glass doors, I could see them bullying someone. I saw Stan grab a hold of a male student, who was a lot...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Kei878060/481655"><title>Continuation of The Blondies Club</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Kei878060/481655</link><description>Minutes later, I was back outside the building where the meeting took place. I found Karen standing there with my other two enemies, Jenny Sawyer and Stanley Lord. As I approached them, Jenny and Stan were leaving. "Hey, Alicia," Karen said to me. She knew my name because of the attendance sheet...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Kei878060/481328"><title>Continuation of The Blondies Club</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Kei878060/481328</link><description>After giving me an orgasm, he got off of me and pulled out a condom, the same kind he used to rape me. While he was having trouble opening it, I slowly took out the knife without him noticing it. Once it was fully out, I glared at him. "So, you still use the same kind, huh?" I asked him. He then...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Kei878060/481073"><title>Continuation of The Blondies Club</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Kei878060/481073</link><description>A few minutes later, we were in the parking lot in the back of the campus, where I killed Melanie and Trevor. I had to kill him quick if I wanted to make it back on time to catch up with killing the others. He took me to his red Honda and moments later, Kenny and I were kissing. Other than the...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Kei878060/480829"><title>Continuation of The Blondies Club</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Kei878060/480829</link><description>"Forget her, babe, it's her loss," I said to him, not really meaning it. I decided to act a little bit. "You always have me to screw around with." He then smiled at me and looked aroused. As much as I hate saying this, I did find him attractive. Before the incident, I always fantasized falling in...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Kei878060/480572"><title>Continuation of The Blondies Club</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Kei878060/480572</link><description>He wasn't alone, but with a girl who was probably a part of the club as well. By the way he was holding her hand, I could tell they had the hots for each other. I think the girl's name was Patricia. What really sucks about this is that if she spends the night with him, I'll have to kill him some...</description></item></rdf:RDF>