He Was My Best Friend

The Night of The Murder

The obstacles you see in are not too hard or impossible. They might be challenging or confusing, you're the one that makes it hard. You won't be given a task in life that you can't do. There's no such thing, you can do whatever you want to. As Donna Dow once said " You're only limited to your imagination.

I-I just watched a man kill my best friend- for something that wasn't even his fault, it's his father's. His druggie, sad excuse of a father. I knew I should have made him move in with me. Now it's too late. He's gone and he's never coming back. Now his murderer is after me. Because I saw it, I watched him murder my best friend.

I'm Wyatt Turner, and this is my story.

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The night of the murder, I was walking down the street with my best friend, Bobby. Bobby has had a hard life. His dad's a druggie, his mom's never home because she's working all the time to pay the pills, and his sister died when she was 4 in a car crash. Along with Bobby's aunt, Brenda. Bobby was telling me about a date he had the other night with some guy named, Marco. That's another thing about Bobby, he's gay so he gets teased. A lot.

Bobby and I have been best friends for years so I didn't really think much when he told me. I kind of know he was any way be the way he acted and he never really liked any girls. I've gotten used to him being gay. I can't change it. It's how he is. Bobby seems like he has a new date every other day. He never stays with them but he seems to like this one. He told me he liked one guy, but he's not gay. I guess he gave up on him, because he never really talks about him anymore. He used to talk about him all the time.

While Bobby and I were walking I noticed a guy kept staring at us.He had a black hoodie on covering his head and black under armor sweats with some black shoes. He looked like a robber. The man started walking towards us. I started dragging Bobby away. I didn't like this guy. He gave me the creeps. I could feel something was off about him.

While I was dragging Bobby away the guy got faster. He took out a knife and I started running with Bobby. The guy started chasing us down the street until we got trapped in an ally way. He started coming towards us, more like coming towards Bobby. He backed Bobby up into the wall and i could see the fear stricken look on Bobby's face. I wanted to help him, but I couldn't so I hid. I watched as the man started to stab Bobby in different places. Bobby was screaming and screaming. I was paralyzed, I couldn't move. I sat there and watched when the man started teasing Bobby. I ran the knife over the stubble on his chin. Chuckling a little as he does so. He then started skinning Bobby starting at his left wrist. He went all the way up to his shoulder blade and then went to the other arm. You could see Bobby's muscles,and his blood was going everywhere. You could even see his bones in some places the man cut deeper. The man did the same thing to the right arm as the left. He then started on his left leg and skinned it. I could see Bobby almost dead. His eyes were rolling to the back of his head and he was losing the color in his skin. I was silently crying. Why was he doing this? Bobby never did anything wrong.

The man got done doing both legs and plunged his knife in Bobby's heart killing him instantly.

" That might teach that old fart to pay his dues," I finally got a good look of the guy.