Regan Columbus

Elsa Cohen

I hadn't planned on killing anyone else. Not until I fell in love with Elsa Cohen.

When I fell in love with Elsa Cohen I was already good friends with her but she was already dating someone. His name was Don Hansen. Don Hasen drove all of Elsa's other friends off so, being the only one left, I despised Don and knew that he was bad for Elsa Cohen. Then when I fell in love with Elsa Cohen, I decided to kill Don Hasen.

Back then the only person that I'd killed was that idiot back at the theatre so I had little experience with murder. I didn't have any idea of how to kill him! It took me a while but eventually, I came up with a plan. I decided that first, I'd write a letter to Don and I'd make it use Elsa's name. The letter would tell him to come to the center of a nearby park at midnight for a date. Then I'd put it on his doorstep. I knew where he lived because he lived right across the street from me. After leaving the note there I'd hide in a bush or tree there until midnight and stab him with a knife as soon as he got there. I liked the plan and didn't see anything wrong with it back then so I wrote the letter, set it in place when nobody was looking, got a knife, went to the spot in the park. I waited there and waited. At eleven fifty-nine I began to doubt that he would come but sure enough, he came exactly as my pocket watch struck twelve. I must admire his timing. If anyone told Don Hasen to meet them at two-thirty, he'd come at exactly two-thirty. If they asked him to call them at nine-twenty-five pm then he'd call at nine-twenty-five pm. He was always exact, never any earlier or later.

When he came I jumped out of my tree and stabbed him in the back, head and finally the heart. When I knew he was dead I stopped. I had no idea how to get rid of the body and clean up the blood. It hadn't occurred to me that I might need to do that until the body was there, laying in front of me and the blood was all over me. I thought for a bit. I couldn't hide it in the bushes, it would be found eventually. I didn't know what to do so I walked around, hoping for a miracle. I didn't find a miracle, but I did find an idea. I found an unlocked toolshed with a shovel leaning against it. I realized that I could bury Don Hassen. I grabbed the shovel and ran over to Don's body. I dug a large hole in a patch of dirt so that it wouldn't kill the grass. People would notice the grass disappearing. Then I flung the body in.

It wasn't until I was done that I remembered that I still had to do something about my bloody clothes, the bloody shovel and the large puddle of blood there was at the spot I killed him. I went over to the restrooms and washed the shovel off there. I knew that I could sneak home without being seen and burn the clothes there as long as I did it before dawn,  I lived alone. But I still had to clean up the blood puddle. 

I was thinking about the blood puddle when I was attacked by a raccoon. I threw it at a tree and squished its tiny skull. I then got attacked by another raccoon. I cut the second ones stomach open and disconnected its heart with my knife. With a third attacked so I just cut it's head off. When I looked at the raccoon bodies I got an idea. I picked up the raccoon parts and dropped them in the puddle. The three wounds I gave Don Hassen could only bleed so much. I knew people would assume that the blood came from the three raccoons. I snuck home and burned my clothes. I also burned the letter I gave Don and washed my knife off. The next morning when I went to work at the theatre some of my friends asked about the scratches I got from the raccoons. I just told them that I had a bad encounter with some aggressive bats in my house.

Looking back at the murder I see that there were more things that I should have thought out. I was very lucky that there was nobody else in the park that night. I was also lucky that Don didn't have plans that night and he wasn't with Elsa Cohen when he found the letter.