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Murder

She cried. The blood was on her hands, not only there though. It covered her body. Red. The floor was covered with it. She sobbed. Minutes later the police came. They walked in and saw everything. She killed, but she didnt kill someone worth fighting for. She didnt kill someone who was important. She didnt kill someone worth saving. The officer slowly walked up to her and carried her onto a gurney. She layed there. He zipped up the bag and let out a short sigh. Jist before he closed the bag he saw. He saw her cry her last tear. For the one she killed, was simply...

Herself

- P