Breathing calmly, as she awaits her prey to come. Her eyes staring in to the abyss. This is her job, to kill people. Even though sometimes she felt pissed for not knowing the reason why they have to be killed. Its like going to a school but not learning anything from those crappy teachers.
Something caught her eye, a man wearing a suit and holding a briefcase. The guy looked tired from work. He looked innocent. 'Again with this look?' She thought. She felt guilty for every body she put a bullet on. Or maybe through. The assassin closed her eyes and took a deep breath. And opened it with an apathetic aura in her eyes. Then a silent bang. Then a thud. Then a shout, and another one. And another two. Until it formed a crowd. She got used to this. Its a must that she has to. After all, maybe what those targets did was far more horrible than what she did. That's the only idea she's clinging into, so she wouldn't feel as guilty as ever.
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Evanesce
Teen FictionShe lost track of her emotions and forgot how love felt 'cause of how many people she had killed. One target came on to her list to kill, one target that turned her life up side down. Pietro is an ordinary guy with a winsome soul and a kind heart...
