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This chapter contains violence and blood. So if you think you are not comfortable with murder tales skip to the next chapter

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Sundays. A day I've been waiting for all this week. As soon as everyone in the house left for some weekly community meetings, I took my matte black messenger bag and my car keys. I stuffed my messenger bag with some equipments like guns and a knife.

I took a 15 minute drive to an old park where Lucy chills alone every Sunday morning.

After driving around the quiet park I saw Lucy sitting alone on an old grey bench. I thought this could be my best chance to kill as the park does not have anyone in it except for Lucy and me.

I tip toed down the yellow grass towards her from the back. The gun was slipped in my pocket . I manage to get close to her without anyone noticing and I pulled the trigger. She was shot on her stomach area. Blood started to run out off her stomach.

She tried to call 911 but it was to late. I stabbed her 5 times with no mercy. One on her head, one on her neck and the three right on her heart. Blood spills a lot more and she gave her last breath after saying "help" in her dying voice.

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