Emma

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It is done. I have killed Daniel. I thought it would feel amazing, but it is not what I thought it would be. Instead of happiness, I feel sadness. I feel guilty, but I do not know why. I wish I could not be sad or guilty, but I am. I am too sad.

The rain starts to fall.
Drip.
Drop.
Drip.
Drop.
It is just a tiny drizzle, but soon it pours. With drops flying everywhere. Hitting hard on the pavement and hitting me. It matches my mood.

Wow, what a cliché. The weather matching her mood, I mean.

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