UnseenBeauty22

A single knife, piercing through his skin, fear glinnting in his eyes. My hand thrusts it into his chest, a single whimper is all that's heard. He hits the ground, body limp, my knife still in his heart. A twisted grin, upon my lips, strange satisfaction. My crimson hand pulls back my hair, and I revel in my sin. Guilt begins to blossom in my stomach, but I quickly out it out. "He deserved it." I whisper to no one, even though the world is listening. And I wake, sweat pouring down my back. "He deserved it." I whispered to myself, knowing it was only a dream. I hear my name, footsteps near my door. I look around for something to use, to m