What did I do? I did something I shouldn’t have. Why? I don’t know, I over-reacted, but don’t worry, I’m not mad or anything. I never meant to hurt anyone, I just thought what I did was best. It wasn’t my fault, it was theirs. What I did, they deserved. Okay, if you really want to know fine, FINE! Here it is:
I walked through the dark, mysterious, menacing graveyard, and my heart trembled. I saw my beloved, with another woman. Was this what I suspected? Was he cheating? A few moments later I walked closer, to see that he was walking away, slowly. I stopped. I stared. I wondered. It was her! It was our neighbour! I knew it… He always smiled at her. He always invited her over, without my permission. Ever since her husband had died, she’d come over for tea, for dinner, even to stay for the night. Ever since she moved to the house last year, I hadn’t dared look at her.
My heart beat faster than ever. It beat like a thousand drums. I don’t know why….I was not mad! I decided to do what I should have done weeks ago. She would suffer the amount of pain I had. The evil demon inside me took over…
It was midnight and the clock was ticking louder than ever, quicker than ever. Cautiously, I snuck into the kitchen, grabbed the largest kitchen knife I could find, and scurried down the hallway. The floorboard creaked; I paused, to disguise my tiny error. A second later, I ran into the spare room, where the ugly imbecile lay. I ran to the bed . I slashed. I smiled. Her greasy blood covered the pillow. Her eyes turned yellow as the sun. Her fingers were as skinny as her legs and she smelt like fish. She was dead, deformed.
Who was this wrinkly woman in the bed? I opened the drawer beside her, and saw a picture. It was her! It was his mother! I had killed my mother-in-law!
I ran out of the room, along the corridor and out of the door. I threw away the knife and ran…and now you see I’ve found my way here, officer. This trail of destruction must stop here. Lock me away!