There she was just sitting in an empty chair staring off into space. I watched her….
I set up the video camera, so there would be no confusion/ false accusation. Her long beautiful blonde hair was cursed, and so was she. I hated her; she took my brother, my husband, and my 3 year old son. Her faith rested in my hands… Wouldnâ€™t you destroy her if she killed all the people you cared about? Aurora killed all 3 of them in the duration of 2 years. She almost took my life; Iâ€™m just returning the favor. I plotted her death very carefully, and I want her to suffer the way I did. I wanted to watch her die slowly and painfully. That was my only wish; I had nothing to live for anymore. If I did kill her tonight, I would take my life as well .If I didnâ€™t I would simply just go to jail for 1 count of per-mediated murder, I was okay with that. â€śAuroa (1966-2009)” I whispered. I loved the sound of that, and instead of rest in peace it would be rest in pieces. I procrastinated… the vase was in my hand. I slowly walked toward the auburn chair that filled her. I closed my eyes and heard the glass shatter against the back of her head. After that I didnâ€™t look away, my hands kept shaking. She fell to the floor and I never thought about tomorrow. She looked like peaceful, you when she isnâ€™t psycho path killing people. I stared and look at her blood on my hands, but I knew her heart was still beating. Itâ€™s more than could ever stand, raged filled me with an instance. I ran the blunt knife across her shoulder blades and her arms and legs. I poured the Clorox on the cuts she woke up and screamed, I laughed at her screams. She couldnâ€™t move the poison raced through her veins. I stood there, her heavy breathing began to get lighter; she screamed â€śI’m sorry.” “Itâ€™s too late!” I screamed back with rage. Then her breaths were coming to a cease. The blunt rusty pocket knife was driven through her chest, it struggled getting pass the first layer of bruised flesh. She didnâ€™t fight me, she wanted to die too. Her eyes were a deep chocolate brown, and they transitioned to a light beautiful golden brown. I saw myself in her eyes, and I stopped almost instantly. I pulled the knife and wiped it on jeans, I sat back and stared. Looking at my bloody hands, I was in shock. I could hear her decreasing heat rate, and thought to myself; â€śI just killed someone.â€ť I looked down at her, her chest was still moving that means she was still breathing. I took a deep breath and stabbed her in the same placeâ€¦ But this time it went all the way through. I pulled back once again; I wiped it on my jean. â€śThis was for my loved ones,â€ť I breathed. . Now I could never see the arms of tomorrow. Neither could sheâ€¦