Hiding For Lfe

Hiding for life

Something stood behind me. I could see its shadow, dark and big, infront of me. I took a breath and took the knife out my pocket. On the count of three I would turn.
One...
Two...
Three...
I turned and stabbed whatever, or who ever was behind me. There was a cry of pain. For a second I could make out the shape of a girl...

I'd done it this time. Murders had become a big part of my life. Some sicko decided to murder my mum dad and brother when I was a baby. Ever since, the word 'Murder' has become a big part of my life.

I ran, somebody must have heard the scream. Sirens. I ran into an ally and hid. I was not going home. This time I would hide..... For life