This is no Act of Vengance
Strike Two
‘Does your life have any meaning?’ Helen had begun to start talking to herself, since… she couldn’t exactly remember anymore. That night, the snow was her confidante.
“Does your life have any meaning?” she repeated her breath frosting up the window, “No one even knows I exist. Sometimes I feel so invisible, I feel like I’m going to disappear!” She giggled, covering her mouth as the secret was lost to the night.
Cut two was intentional.
Helen had spotted him from the window. She had grabbed the blade quickly, as a merciful little release before the real torment could begin.
“Does your life have any meaning?” she repeated her breath frosting up the window, “No one even knows I exist. Sometimes I feel so invisible, I feel like I’m going to disappear!” She giggled, covering her mouth as the secret was lost to the night.
Cut two was intentional.
Helen had spotted him from the window. She had grabbed the blade quickly, as a merciful little release before the real torment could begin.