Prologue

January 30, 2011

I gasped for air in the claustrophobic alley. “No, no, no. . .” I whispered through the desperate chatter of my teeth. There he was, the man who murdered my whole family and had tried to abduct me. Just standing there with a smile on this unshaven psychopathic face. Not only has he taken away the most innocent thing in my life, maybe the world, but he has taken my sanity, well what was left of it. People like him really make you think how a single person can do so much damage. I mean, I’m almost positive he’s made up of the same things as me and any other human being but no, he doesn’t deserve the term human being. . . . .He’s a monster. A monster who feeds off the very fear that’s radiating off of me from the very presence of him.

“Please. . .” I begged, as he took a step closer to me ,blocking off the little light of the street that held no one to hear my screams. I didn’t want to die. . .I really really didn’t want to die this way, at his hands.

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This is just an idea I got and well, I mean, who doesn’t love a good old fashion murder mystery? I don’t really have a name for it yet, but I’m hoping that I can get inspired enough to continue writing this story.

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