The First Day

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Juligh awoke to the sound of sirens. Uggh cops. Wait, they better not be here for what I think they are. She looked at her alarm clock it was 5:20. She looked out her window

"Yep, there looking the bodies of the men I killed last night," she said worried."Do I still have the spoon I killed them with?" She walked to her coat rack and checked her jacket pockets. It's still there. Juligh was still super tired so she threw the spoon in the sink and went back to bed.

BANG! BANG! BANG!

"What was that?" Juligh woke up to the sound of extremely loud knocking. She quickly got up and looked through the door viewer, peephole, thing-a-ma-bob. Cops. She took the spoon out of the sink and put it under her pillow. Just in case.

Oh no.  There herw to arrest me I just know it.  My fingerprints were probably everywhere or something. Oh well, I have to open it they know I'm here.  She opened the door half way. "Hello ma'am," said one of the cops with a quick smile.

"H-hi officer," you said groggily "Umm why may I ask are you here?"

"Well, we just wanted everyone around here know there was a murder down the street," said the other cop.

"Oh my god are you serious... t-thats awful," you said worried. Waaait. It's the guys I killed. I can be so dumb sometimes.

"Afraid so," the first officer said "we were also coming around to see if anybody knew them."

"It was a man named Dan Harrison, and another man named Howard Simmons. Did you know either of them."

"Sorry, I don't think I've met either one of them," Juligh answered a little too quickly "Sorry if I seem a little fidgety, death is a difficult subject for me."

"Oh, well sorry if we made you uncomfortable. But since you didn't know them, that's all for now."

"Have a nice day." Juligh says flatly as they walk off. She shuts the door quickly. Quickly she grabs the spoon and throws it in the dishwasher then starts it.

Juligh quickly brushs her hair, and throws it in a messy pony tail. She puts on some black and green yoga pants and a gray tank top, then heads out for her morning jog. Usualy she would go to the park to jog, but then she'd have to pass the crime scene. Jogging around the block would have to do for today. After about 20 minutes of jogging, Juligh was almost home.

The entire run all Juligh could think about was killing more people. No. Bad Juligh. Killing is bad, I shouldn't have killed those men. But it was so fun. They kinda' deserved it too. Right? Yeah, they probably would've just killed me if they had the chance. Plus, not everyone would notice if I killed just one more person.

"Oh, guess I'm home." Juligh got her keys, and opened her door.

Buzzzzzz, Buzzzzzz, Buzzzzzz. "Did I really leave my phone here?" Juligh said, annoyed at herself "3 missed calls and 5 texts from Katie. Katieeee, what do you want," Juligh said to herself. Well let me see what she texted me.

-Hey Juju did you hear about those guys that got killed?
-OMG they were killed right by your house around the time you left the coffee shop
-Are you okay? Im really worried. You weren't there when they were killed were you?
-Juligh where are you?
-JULIGH! Please call me or something just let me know if your alright

Juligh quickly called katie. Oh my gosh Katie worries too much. I'm perfectly fine. She didn't pick up. Juligh figured she'd call one more time. She presses the call button once more.

Hello?
Hey Katie, it's Juligh
Juligh! Oh my gosh are you okay I've been so worried.
Yeesh. Katie I'm fine, you worry way too much.
Did you see those guys on your way home?
Well...

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