Unified prologue

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Silently I crawled through the bushes. My victim was walking on the pavement. Brown hair, eyes blue like the ocean and a smile that makes your heart glow (I would love to see that smile disappear, when she notices I'm following her). Her ocean-blue eyes were focused on her phone. No-lifer, I thought. But still, she was a beautiful girl. Too bad she has to die.

My fingers became numb and my ears and nose began to hurt. The cold was not very convenient for what my plan was. As my fingers stiff I shut my hand firmly around a horn. A unicorn horn to be precise. I don't know why I thought it was a good idea to do that, but there is no going back now.

My victim walked into a abandoned alley, where I would meet her. The alley was long and dark, the perfect place. It smelled of dust and rotten food. And she just stood there, face towards the end of the alley. Perfect! Slowly I raise my hand. I took a deep breath. Here goes nothing: I thought and smashed the point of the horn through her neck, giving her a unicorn horn.

I-I-I did it

I DID IT

I ran home with the adrenaline boost I got from killing her (that sounded better in my head). I was filled with guilt and joy and sadness and anger and EVERYTHING! My shaking hands almost failed to unlock the door of my small apartment. In the apartment was a bathroom, a bedroom, a kitchen and a living room. I ran to the bathroom and took a shower. After I had showered and changed my clothes I got my diary.

Dear diary,

I killed her

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