Die Tonight
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Die Tonight Someone is going to die tonight. I can feel it. And it is going to be my fault. But I don't care. All is well with me and my world. I walk down the street. It is dark. 1 A.M. so it should be. The street lamps glitter, the pavement shines with the sheen of early morning dew. Bliss. No sound. Wait, no. There is a car in the distance, speeding down the motorway. But I can't see that. I don't care. Continue down. Some people never learn. I glance at the moon. Laugh to myself. Full. a perfect disc in the sky. Not a cloud in sight. Ironic. It is often said that the moon has the power to being about a sinister change in even the purest of men. But my change has nothing to do with the moon. I have had it with other humans. No more will I stand there and be a victim. They do not understand me and my ways. They call me names, mock me for what I do. I do not care any more. They will get theirs. I see a familiar face. It is her. A pretty face peaking out at me in the darkness. She sees me, and the smile turns to a sneer. I
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Die TonightSomeone is going to die tonight. I can feel it. And it is going to be my fault. But I don't care. All is well with me and my world.
I walk down the street. It is dark. 1 A.M. so it should be. The street lamps glitter, the pavement shines with the sheen of early morning dew. Bliss. No sound. Wait, no. There is a car in the distance, speeding down the motorway. But I can't see that. I don't care.
Continue down. Some people never learn. I glance at the moon. Laugh to myself. Full. a perfect disc in the sky. Not a cloud in sight. Ironic. It is often said that the moon has the power to being about a sinister change in even the purest of men. But my change has nothing to do with the moon.
I have had it with other humans. No more will I stand there and be a victim. They do not understand me and my ways. They call me names, mock me for what I do. I do not care any more. They will get theirs.
I see a familiar face. It is her. A pretty face peaking out at me in the darkness. She sees me, and the smile turns to a sneer. I do not care. She will not live long enough to sneer again.
I walk closer. She is alone on the street corner. A shame really. We could have been good together. But it wasn't to be. I do not care. I walk closer. She begins to laugh. Sees the look on my face. She stops the laughter. My breath crystallizes before my eyes. I look down. At one with myself. Then I look up, smile. She doesn't like that. I put my hands up to her. She begin to scream, but the sound doesn't have time to reach her lips. I have her. Against the wall. Lifting her up. Choking. The sound of her coughing fills the night.I smile. I am stronger than her. I wait for the struggling to stop and then let go. Her limp body falls to the floor. I smile. I do not care.
Tonight I have made a difference. Tomorrow will be back to normal. But when I am caught. When they find out it was me, they will change their views. No more will their laughter piece my soul, their jibes torture my existence. They will know me for what I am. Ah. Bliss. No more laughter. I told you someone would die tonight. I do not care.
