mentality

this is just a basic start to the book im writing so dont hate on me pls

first ill give you an idea on the stroyline i have thought up so far
there are 5 teenagers who have run away from there individual homes this are cunning and intelligenct and a littlew insane whenever they get triggered eg for the main character when he gets really angry or scared he goes beserk the other four all have thinks which make them snap but i havnt decided what yet they basically rob a bank but at the last second somthing goes wrong a guard appeares and starts shooting this cause the main kid to snap which in turn encourages the rest to snap they laugh crazily and it creeps out the guard who stops shooting the main kid then steps out tilts his head to the side raises a gun and BAM he shoots the guard in the face the other kids then go beserk one cutting the man into peices the other scraching and biting him and the main char just stands above him shooting hime repeatedly in the face

they get away and split the money between them one of the chars called dean goes out to a pub to celebrate he picks up a girl and they go out for a walk they walk down an alleyway laughing then they head another voice around them its the murderer the girl panices and starts backing toward the wall dean sees a glint of metel and tries to call out but its to late the knife is thrusted into the base of the girls spine and pulled up throught her back up her next and throught her skull she crumples to the ground dead dean runs away but is later trapped at a dead end alley he turns around to run but the killer comes around the corner scraping the bloody knife against the wall dead pulls out a knife and prepares to fight the killer easily overpwers him snapping his arm in half then grabbing him in a headlock pulling the blade to deans chin he then begins to slice of deans face and the last thing heard is deans last bloodcurtleing scream as he falls to the floor faceless and dead

this is the first chapter so far its really rubbish but its a first attempt and not the finished product

i stared down the street first to the left then to the right , it was no good i couldnt see a thing in this weather the rain hammered down on me vigorously as i started to pace back and forth the wind lashinh out violently against my face forceing me to squint where were they had they been caught or were they just late either way we would go fetch them if we had to because thats what friends do they look out for each other our parents didnt understand that they thought they could seperate us i smiled devilishly to myself and pictured my parents expression when they awoke to see me gone without a trace and they would know,know that whereever i was, i was with that lot thats how they refered to my closted friends then again who could blame them they didnt understand us no-one did they didnt understand what held us together throught the think and thin it was our own metal stability or lack of it as my parents would say

i know im missing a lot of punctuation but ill add that later so tell me what you think