The Mental Disorder

I saw Tracy slide the knife in her heart, but all I could do was scream and yell. The blood escaped her body like the Niagara Falls. It stained her clothes the floor and the knife. It slid all the way through.

I saw the girl I knew for so long turn her face to me and smile. She struggled as she mouthed I love you and slumped on the floor. He eyes flashing her death date before dying along with her body.

The spark from her eyes left as I stared into her eyes, searching for a source of life.

I found none.