The Prime Minister is Dead

I am a liar
I lie when I pretend to be ordinary. When i say that i am just a regular student. I lie to people who I call my friends because I need them to keep up this charade. I lie to my best friend because even she can't be trusted with my secrets.

I am a criminal
I have blood on my hands. I have killed Not just one person but many. I am a criminal because I follow no law of men or of god. I am a criminal because I killed my family and laughed while doing so.

This is my story.
Or a part of it. I can't just tell you about the series of unfortunate events that lead to this moment in just 50 words. Now you may ask what this moment is- for now all you need to know is that it involves a dagger, my lover, a stranger, an entire army giving chase, a dead body and of course me.

This is my story and to know about how I have reached this point in my life stay tuned.