Prologue

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I stare in the deep brown eyes of my victim as they cry and plead for me to free them. I never wanted to become a murderer. I wanted to have a future , a life , a family. However my father had other plans. He wanted me to help him murder innocent people. Torture them whilst he would sharpen his knife or reload his gun. He would make me pin them up against the wall so they wouldn't move when he stabbed them.

I'd planned to stop killing once my father had been caught and arrested but the adrenaline felt so good it was too difficult to stop. Every time I've tried I ended up caving because the withdrawal was too painful.

" PLEASE let me go i'll do anything you wa- " stab. Stab. Stab.  " It's a shame I had to kill you," " You could of had a wonderful life, "



I hope this was good it's my first time writing
On Wattpad and I'm trying to improve!
- Bella 💗

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