08:32
December 16, 2006
I have been slowly going paranoid. I keep seeing Her body on the news. Everyone is searching for me. Me. A lowlife accountant who is single and lives alone. Now that I think about it, she could've been the one if I didn't kill her. I had to get out of the house. I had to clear my mind. I started to walk to the nearest park. Luckily it was sort of cold so there was a reason for me to hide my face with my hood. I went to Central Park. I heard kids laughing, mothers talking, bullies bullying. I sat down on the bench. I took my hood off and slouched into the bench. The cold metal pushed against my back and chills ran through my body. I closed my eyes and relaxed. A felt another body sit next to me. I opened my eyes and looked to my side. It was Her. I yelped and fell off the bench. I stumbled off the ground and looked back at the bench to see nothing but an empty seat. I looked around to find her and realized everyone looking at me. I put on my hood and ran home. My cheeks warm due to embarrassment. When I reached my apartment, I saw the police knocking on my door.
