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I think I might have killed you!!!
your body lay there just as cold as the night skies in the dawn of winter. your eyes remain open which means you knew it was coming. your hair fixed to cover one side of your face where the bullet went in, slightly 3/4 of an inch away from your temple. there's a hole in the wall....right where your head hit it. the force of impact fractured your fragile cheekbone, jaw, and eye socket (looks painful). this room is to damn dark, the only light squeezes its way in from a crack in the corner of the cieling and under it is where you lay. the little light shining in makes it look like you have the spot light (that's what you always wanted). i find a small but thick plastic stick and some matches and go to work. with the end of it now as sharp as broken glass its time for me to retrieve my property from your selfish ass. i dare not hesitate as i make a huge incision across your chest. i pull the flesh back and there it is (my heart). you took it from me years ago and said you wouldn't give it back and that we could be friends but that's not what i want because you make me sick and i hate you but now i no longer have to worry about you. i gently pick it up and place it in a cooler of ice (its so precious). it starts to rain outside and then thunder and then lightning. the sky gets even darker, i check my watch it reads 11:46 p.m. i have to finish you off, but how? i pick up the rest of the matches and a small can of car oil i peeped by the door. i get hyper "are you excited bitch?" you don't reply so i do it...i burn your stupid ass to a crisp. "i told you never to fuck with me...I'm Trey, please don't ever forget!!!" my mission is complete, i grab the cooler and ride off into the night never looking back......
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