POV: Michael

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AshtonIrwinfinity94
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They looked so enticing. All those murder-able people, all standing at a garage sale,in one place. I creep over trying not to be noticed, knife in hand.
" Hey, Mr.Madison!" My neighbor says in her always annoying, high-pitched voice.
"Hello," I said, meanwhile slipping the knife into my pocket."Just thought I'd come on over, see what you got."
"Mkay, well help yourself!"
I continue to walk forward, and I stab my neighbor of two years in the back. I felt a complete release inside my head and chest when the knife pierced her skin. I continue walking up her driveway, where all the people are totally oblivious to the fact that I just stabbed a woman and her blood was running down the stained cement. I began slaughtering every human in my sights, no witness could get away. I couldn't go to jail. I had a long life to lead. I left the bloody driveway and wet to my car. I drove off not knowing where I would go. I just drove. I drove away from the people I just murdered. The place where I just ruined people's lives. And I felt good.

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