The Day I Killed-Personal Narrative
After many restless nights, I have come to the conclusion that I was going to kill someone again and I was going to do it tonight. I started my preparation for my escapade. You may have noticed I said again and yes, I have killed before. The person I last murdered was a man in his late 40s I didn’t have any reason just felt like it. I didn’t have any set target tonight I will see what I come across tonight.
I parked my car and walked through town late at night it wasn’t a very warm and friendly place at this time. I saw many bums doing their business which was being lowlifes with no ambition. Even though I kill people atleast I make a living for myself they have no excuse. They can kill people then rob them simple money. I figured a bum wasn’t …show more content…
I was going to get coffee and maybe some late-night breakfast. I walked in and took my seat on the opposite side of this couple. I felt the intensity in the air kind of like how it feels like when I’m in a room with my victim. They were arguing over another woman possibly. The man spoke sternly “You need to stop being so hostile towards her. If I liked her I wouldn’t be here with you now I would be with her.” She stirred her coffee lightly and broke down crying “We have such a good life and you are throwing it away over that tramp. I know the truth you don’t have to keep lying to my face.” I asked fro the bill by now because I could see where this was going. I paid my bill and waited for the moment. “You know what maybe if you weren’t so depressing to be around I wouldn’t be looking for another woman’s attention.” The woman stormed out this was my time to shine I got up a few seconds after she was out of sight so it didn’t look too sketchy. The man sighed and we made eye contact I threw him a carton of smokes he looked at me confused and smiled. “Woman are a mess huh?” I said while quickly leaving the diner. He didn’t have time to answer but he was more concerned with his free smokes
I parked my car and walked through town late at night it wasn’t a very warm and friendly place at this time. I saw many bums doing their business which was being lowlifes with no ambition. Even though I kill people atleast I make a living for myself they have no excuse. They can kill people then rob them simple money. I figured a bum wasn’t …show more content…
I was going to get coffee and maybe some late-night breakfast. I walked in and took my seat on the opposite side of this couple. I felt the intensity in the air kind of like how it feels like when I’m in a room with my victim. They were arguing over another woman possibly. The man spoke sternly “You need to stop being so hostile towards her. If I liked her I wouldn’t be here with you now I would be with her.” She stirred her coffee lightly and broke down crying “We have such a good life and you are throwing it away over that tramp. I know the truth you don’t have to keep lying to my face.” I asked fro the bill by now because I could see where this was going. I paid my bill and waited for the moment. “You know what maybe if you weren’t so depressing to be around I wouldn’t be looking for another woman’s attention.” The woman stormed out this was my time to shine I got up a few seconds after she was out of sight so it didn’t look too sketchy. The man sighed and we made eye contact I threw him a carton of smokes he looked at me confused and smiled. “Woman are a mess huh?” I said while quickly leaving the diner. He didn’t have time to answer but he was more concerned with his free smokes