Nightmare of Hell?
The old house rattled my nerves as well as the windows so in the middle of the night I grabbed a sharp knife just in case. My partner wasn’t helping my sleeping habits either as she tossed from one side to the other and then back again. Fear and anxiety crept into my every sleeping hour. Noises were enlarged to the point of concert ringing in my ear and then they suddenly just stopped. I looked back at my partner who seemed finally at rest with her head straight on the pillow. Suddenly I realized this was a wake she would never awaken to and the knife pointed in my direction..
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Murder?
JOSEPH– Murder, I didn’t kill anyone. A matter of fact I saved people by giving blood and volunteering at the hospital.
GABRIEL ANGEL OF DEATH- That is so but didn’t you also go to those protests when you had that “cough” and you knew you wouldn’t be social distancing.
JOSEPH – It was for a good cause for G-D’s sake and even if I should have stayed in I never meant to kill anyone.
GABRIEL ANGEL OF DEATH- A strong argument that is why it’s not murder but manslaughter in the 3rd degree. Yet what does a protest about an innocent person’s death have to do with burning an innocent person’s business down.
JOSEPH- I didn’t do that.
GABRIEL ANGEL OF DEATH- True but indirect actions have consequences. Whether it be going out when you know you should have stayed in or picking up a match even if you didn’t light it. For that you will now feel the heat. You won’t be burning but the time spent down their will G-D willing warm your heart to be with us real soon.
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Murder Witness
I saw it happen right in front of me but literally can’t say a word. You have to believe me I would have done anything to stop it! All the blood and guts it was so horrible and yet I just lay there like nothing was happening. The police are in my room now and still no questions come my way. Maybe someday I’ll get out out of this coma and be to free myself from this hell of witnessing without saying a word.
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Confession of a Murderer- Chappaquiddick
I have blood on my hands… well it’s not actually blood but it is murder. Well maybe it’s not murder but involuntary manslaughter(s). Yes there was more then one victim and after the movie Chappaquiddick I decided it’s time for my confession. For even though my victims died over 30 years ago you never know when the evidence will come out.
My victims died in the water as well but that’s actually where they lived not driven too. It was due to my neglect as one was put in before there time which caused an epidemic in their tank of life. Ick suddenly appeared as they started swimming upside down and losing fins before I knew it. I can’t remember how many died before the Ick medicine stopped the onslaught but let’s just say the toilet water bill was excessive that month. So my confession is made and I’ve had to deal with the guilt of knowing that their swimming days were cut short because of my neglect over 30 years ago. I know they are looking at me from a tank above and saying “why” or probably nothing at all. My fish how I miss them I think I’ll have one with tartar sauce tonight.
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