608. Mentally She Murdered Me

Mentally she murdered me that night without taking time to think about it not realising the permanency of her actions or what may end up being the result It was swift I could still feel it could see the knives gleaming in the dark enough warning for me to understand no escaping from the blades as they struck On a positive side it was bloodless as they closed in on memories of me cutting them down without a sound creating ripples that could be felt for miles In the end I am the one the one laughing as I stand semi victorious mentally she committed murder that night but she is the one who is dead to me