Tag: murder

I caught his eye just before he jumped in front of the bus; he smiled knowingly and threw me his breifcase. Inside were divorce papers and a woman’s severed hand wearing a beautiful wedding ring.

I asked my last remaining best friend to stay the night because there’s a murderer at large who’s already killed three of our best buddies.

“The killings would stop after this”, my best friend said consolingly just as I started violently convulsing after downing my bedtime milk, “You’re the last on the list after all.”

I watched as all my colleagues in the conference room downed the coffee I made for them while waiting for the boss’s arrival. I hope they like the cyanide I added in there.

I can still hear her screaming. I thought killing her would shut her up

I can still hear her screaming. I thought killing her would shut her up

I can still hear her screaming. I thought killing her would shut her up

I can still hear her screaming. I thought killing her would work

I can still hear her screaming. I thought killing her would work

I can still hear her screaming. I thought killing her would work

I can still hear her screaming. I thought killing her would work

I can still hear her screaming. I thought killing her would work

I can still hear her screaming. I thought killing her would work

I can still hear her screaming. I thought killing her would work

I can still hear her screaming. I thought killing her would work

I’m taking these pills, my doctor says they are great for memory problems. I can’t remember how many people I’ve killed these last 10 years.

“I have to stop her,” I thought as my fingers closed on the handle of the kitchen knife and I started walking towards my sleeping parents’ room. And yet no matter how hard I tried, my body could only listen to the shrilling voice of its’ murderous new owner.