Okay

What have I done?

      He gives me no break in between and makes me kill a woman that looks to be in her late thirties or early forties. She pleaded with me for what seemed like forever. I had tears running down my face. Though before i returned to the group i wiped them all away. They don't want me to have remorse for killing. They want me to kill for fun. I'll never be able to do that. Two more people, i don't know if i can do this. I hoping that they won't find anyone else. It is getting late.

 He continues to walk looking for the next person. We walk for awhile, and i start to hope that he'll give up. Then i see a women holding a little girl's hand. She looks to be about five years old. They are rushing down the street. The mother is holding a big bag that looks like it might be holding clothes in it. She rushes forward, only kept from running because of the little girl. "That's your next target, kill them and then you're done."

  My mind cannot take anymore, i walk away from them without a word. Tears running down my face as i slowly walk up to them. I can't kill the little girl. I can't. I feel my sanity slipping from my grasp. I still have the gun in my right jacket pocket, a phone in the other. The cool metal is slick with sweat from my hand that hasn't stopped shaking since the first man lying dead on the pavement. 

  I approach the two, the mother frantically turns to me. Her eyes wide with fear, at first i thought she knew what i was going to do, but then she says, " Can you please help us?!" i step back, she wants my help? "We need to get out of here, right now. It's not safe. Please can you help?" i still have tears going down my face, " Is he after you to?" she asks when she sees my tears. I shake my head. I don't think the same person going after her is going after me. I've already been caught by the one person i never wanted to catch me. 

I pull out the gun, when she see it she mistakenly says, " you'll shoot him? Oh miss please it's not that serious. Not yet" i cry harder. " I'm so very sorry." i say quietly. I raise the gun and she picks up her child then starts to run. She realized what's actually happening. I fire the gun and it hits the mother in the side of her back. She falls to the ground, hitting her head. She cries out. The little girl screams for her mom. I walk over to them quickly. I don't want to draw attention.  

   " I'm so so sorry." i whisper to the mom.   

  " Don't hurt my baby, please." i can't make her watch this. I hit her head with the gun and she goes limp. 

" No! Don't hurt my mommy!" the little girl says.