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Chapter 8
the bell tower was 10 by 10 yards at the top wide. try was a good 5 by 5 whole in the middle. The perfect place to drop his dead body. it was about 12:00 am and i was tired and and i just hated people who killed other for no reason.
with my daggers in hand i leaped over the hole that seperated us and drew back my knife. it pierced his skin and went in about 4 inches. the blood dripped on my hand and i looked at my hands. They were covered in blood and i wasnt even hurt.
the man snapped out of his shock and got his sword back out.
he swung at my head but i ducked and did a back hand spring over the hole. bracing my rough landing. i looked up to see the big sword coming back down. i rolled to and side and leaped behind him. I stabbed him again in the back and took out the dagger. i let the blood bleed out hoping that would slow him down. he swung around and i ducked the sword again this time slicing at he feet. he staggered back but jumped over the hole.
"not bad dolly. but i dont like brats. you saw to much. you must DIE!" he said jumping up with his sword coming down straight towards me. i rolled to the side and kicked his feet as he landed. pushing him into the hole.
he dug his sword in the brick wall and hung on for his life. i watched him and wait for him to fall. i turned around and felt some thing piercing my back. i gripped my dagger and cut the mans face. some how he got back up. i ducked down and sliced at his feet again but he sliced my arm. i felt the warm blood flow down my arm. i had enough. i got up slowly.
"what you want me to kill you? i'll make it nice an-"
i kicked him as hard as i could down the hole. i had enough.
i sat there on the bell tower and thought to my self as the warm but some how cold blood rushed down my back and my arm.
am i a murder?
the bell tower was 10 by 10 yards at the top wide. try was a good 5 by 5 whole in the middle. The perfect place to drop his dead body. it was about 12:00 am and i was tired and and i just hated people who killed other for no reason.
with my daggers in hand i leaped over the hole that seperated us and drew back my knife. it pierced his skin and went in about 4 inches. the blood dripped on my hand and i looked at my hands. They were covered in blood and i wasnt even hurt.
the man snapped out of his shock and got his sword back out.
he swung at my head but i ducked and did a back hand spring over the hole. bracing my rough landing. i looked up to see the big sword coming back down. i rolled to and side and leaped behind him. I stabbed him again in the back and took out the dagger. i let the blood bleed out hoping that would slow him down. he swung around and i ducked the sword again this time slicing at he feet. he staggered back but jumped over the hole.
"not bad dolly. but i dont like brats. you saw to much. you must DIE!" he said jumping up with his sword coming down straight towards me. i rolled to the side and kicked his feet as he landed. pushing him into the hole.
he dug his sword in the brick wall and hung on for his life. i watched him and wait for him to fall. i turned around and felt some thing piercing my back. i gripped my dagger and cut the mans face. some how he got back up. i ducked down and sliced at his feet again but he sliced my arm. i felt the warm blood flow down my arm. i had enough. i got up slowly.
"what you want me to kill you? i'll make it nice an-"
i kicked him as hard as i could down the hole. i had enough.
i sat there on the bell tower and thought to my self as the warm but some how cold blood rushed down my back and my arm.
am i a murder?
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