'one down, two to go'

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I turn the corner tucking the knife in my sleeve as I'm getting closer to the house. I walk slowly up the stairs and knock on the door. He opens it. I look him in the eyes and walk in. He closes the door and I take the knife out of my sleeve, before he can scream I slash his neck seeing the blood pouring from him. His body drops to the floor as I watch him bleed out. I pull the second knife out from my boot and set it in his hand making it look like a suicide. I walk to the kitchen to wipe the blood off my face and clean the knife. I then move his body to where when I open the door no one can see it. I walk out the front door and say goodbye to not look suspicious. I turn the corner going down to the AM PM by my grandma's old house, as I approach the AM PM I take off my jacket and put my hair in a ponytail. I throw away the boots I was wearing and put on the tennis shoes in my bag, along with the pants I was wearing. 'there, now I look completely different, they won't ever know' I say to myself while throwing away the clothes and walking in the AM PM.

"Hello," the cashier says as I walk over to the coffee section. I grab a large cup of coffee and put two creams, three sugars with some whipped cream on top, I put the lid on and walk to the counter setting down the coffee and a Twix I grabbed off the shelf. I pay for my stuff and walk out of the AM PM with a smile on my face and slowly say to myself 'one down, two to go'

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