Criminals

*Sees you walking in a park, playing with a knife and walks to you.*
Why do you have a knife?
To kill, duh!
So you're a little murder?
Yeah.
How many deaths?
Uh well..... none.
Than why did you say you kill?
I wish I could but it's a crime.
You can be a criminal.
I would get in jail.
I'll cover you.
Why would you do that?
I want to know how it is to be a criminal.
If you covered me than you would get in jail faster than me.
It's okay.
Why?
You need help.
I don't.
No I mean help as a partner in crime.
No, I can do it on my own.
Well, than tell me - why do you want to do this?
*Sighs and starts walking away.*
*Grabs you by your hand.* don't go. The first person we kill.. will be the one who made you sad.
Let go or it will be you!
Oi but be careful, I know how to defend myself.
*Pulls out my knife and places it on your wrist.* let go.
Sharp. *lets your hand and lets you walk away.*
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*Waiting you the same place.* Hey.
You again!
Because you're interesting.
What?
I need your answer.
It's no.
Well than you can't call yourself a murderer.
Why do you think I want to kill anyone? Maybe I just have the knife.
You don't want to?
I want..
Okay, let's start easy. There's a man, go kill him.
He haven't done anything wrong.
That's right. So there is someone else who has done wrong.
Stop asking that!
I wasn't asking this time, I was stating the fact.
That was the same!
Shh... Don't stress.
I don't know who you are and why are you following me! How can I not be stressed?
Are you scared of me?
No!
Actually the first sign of scare is denying and trying to get away as fast as could.
Shut up and go away!! *I put my knife against your neck.*
...You wouldn't do it in the day time right? And there's people all around you know? Put the hand down.. *pushes it away slowly but you still scratch me a little with the knife.* Huh.. I'm bleeding *looks at you.* do you feel better now?
I guess..
But you're still scared of what you just did.
Don't.
I'm just saying - this will be just a scratch in your future of what you will do then.
You sound like you have killed people before.
Maybe I did. Would that make you look different to me?
I think.
Would you feel uncomfortable?
I'm not feeling comfortable now either.
Because you don't know me. Don't worry, I have killed just a chicken.
Did you eat it?
Hahaha of course I did. Why would I kill it for no reason. See, I need a reason too. I can't just kill.
Fine! You can come with me.
I knew you would finally agree. *I smiled.* So who are we practicing on?
A teacher I guess..
Where does he live?
It's she and she lives some blocks to East.
You know geography?
What do you think I do in school?
Honestly, I thought you sneak away from school.
Well, I do but that doesn't mean I sneak away from every lesson.
Okay, let's go! *I smiled evilly.*
*We got to my teacher's home*
Go do it.
I don't know.. what if someone will get to know it was me?
They don't care. But can you prove me you can do it?
*I gave him an angry look and went in.*
(The teacher was watching TV so it was easy to walk behind her. My heart was pounding fast and hard, I thought she will hear it but she didn't. I wasn't sure I should do this.. I looked outside the window. He winked. I took a silent breath and stood there for a while, with a knife in my hand.)
(You were too slow so I had to help. I went inside and walked behind you as you looked back fast with scared look on your face. I took your hand with the knife and moved it closer to the teacher's neck. I could feel the your pulse. Mine was almost the same. Well, I haven't killed a human before too. I hide my face in your hair and moved our hands. it was fast to cut but the feeling of seeing the blood splashing out of the wound on the teacher's neck and the quilt and the cold sweat that we did something so bad. I pushed us down behind the sofa right after I cut so she wouldn't see that they were us. You even started to cry. When it got silent we got up and looked at the body. I was whispering.)
Gees... So much blood... You know.. we should cut some fake scratches in the wound.. just to make sure that no one will get to know it was your knife.. *I wanted to took the knife from you but you were holding it strongly.* Hey.. will you give it to me please? *You didn't seam to respond.* Okay *I patted on your shoulder and went somewhere.*
Wait! Where are you going?
I will search for a knife so it looks like suicide.
(I followed him to the kitchen. He took a tissue to take the knife. We went back to the body and he cut a little more flesh on her neck so it wouldn't look like my knife. Then he put the knife in her hand.)
We can go..
What if someone saw us?
Uhm. Let's hope they didn't.. And we need to clean out our foot prints too! *I took the tissue and swapped off the floor everywhere we went.* Okay, let's go. *I saw the knife in her hand.* Right.. Please hide it.
It's all with blood, I can't put it in my pocket.
Then give it to me. (I took it and hide it under my shirt. We sneaked out looking all around and hiding behind stuff. We walked to the a near river. I washed the knife and my shirt and gave it back to you.)
So what is your name, girl?
Cindy.. Yours?
Julio but we will need nicknames if we continue to do this. By the way, how did it feel?
You should know.
I know. But maybe you felt different than me.
*I closed my eyes.* I want to go home now..
Sure. I'll be here. No I mean not here but in the park. *You walked away.*
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(You didn't come so I waited you outside your school. Your classmates saw me and whispered to each other.. I hoped they're not talking about me.. You saw me but went the other way. Smart tho. They shouldn't see us together. I followed you and we met in the park.)
Why didn't you come yesterday?
Wasn't feeling well..
Feeling guilty?
Kinda..
Yeah.. Did your classmates talk about me?
They mentioned the ways she could have died but no not you because it was said to us that she died only and nothing more.
Do you still have your knife with you?
Oh about that. They asked me if I did it but just as a joke, what's good.
Creepy.. Want to come over?
You have a home?
What do you think I am?!
I thought you're always outside because you don't have a home.
Eh Cindy.. I was in better thoughts about you.
*I laughed a little.*
Let's go?
I don't usually go to strangers houses.
We killed a person together, we can't be strangers.
*I sighed.* But I won't stay for long.
Sure. *We walked to my home.* My home, your home.
Looks good.
Yeah. Want to play a game, eat something or watch a movie?
What kind of movies you have?
Not a gamer?
I am just I'm not up to playing now.
Okay. Hmm I have Horror, Romance, Comedy and Action movies.
I think I'll choose comedy..
OK. My computer is upstairs. We will watch there. *We went up and I hoped into my bed. I took a CD and put it in the computer.* Come sit next to me. *You sat in the bed.* Do you know this movie?
I don't think so.
Good. (We watched the movie but you seamed to focus on something else and I knew what. I gave you a blanket. After an hour you got sleepy and slowly feel asleep. I put a pillow and laid you down so you could sleep. You woke up a hour and half after the movie had ended.)
What's the time?
Almost evening.
I need to get home.
Can I walk you?
No, I'll go. *I got up.*
Will we meet tomorrow?
I don't know.
While you were sleeping I was wondering how old are you? I'm 20.
17.
Nice. Okay than I'll wait you tomorrow.
Yeah.. Bye. *I walked away.*
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(I went to your school and thought - why not be a teacher and surprise you. I went to the principal's office and asked are there any lessons without a teacher and he told that they were searching for a biology teacher. I was pretty good at biology so I accepted the job. Right after I got to the classroom, I remembered.. This was probably the teacher that we killed. Well.. I can always be a better teacher and let them forget about the woman who worked here before. Lesson break came and you came into my class.)