I silently crept into the bedroom of the victim an stalked her like she was my prey. I crouched behind the bed and slowly crawled upward, revealing my face over the backboard. She was fast asleep. Good, hat makes me job a lot easier. I continued to crawl towards the front of the bed, being careful not to wake her. I stretched up and was about to finish the deed when she jerked upward and stared at me. We both just stood there for a minute until I finally regained my senses and spoke.

"Hello...Sabrina, long time no see."

"Why are you doing this?"

"Look, it's not that I don't like you, it's just that I don't like you as much as I like my pockets stuffed full with cash."

"What?"

"Ugh, don't you see? I was hired to murder you."

And with that I struck her with my dagger and she screeched in pain. I covered her mouth with my hand and slowly removed the knife from her chest. Then I struck her again. And again. I realized I actually didn't like her...I hated her. She stopped jerking after a few more stabs and I took the picture required for the money and disposed of the body in a bag. I carried the limp body outside to my car and drove home like nothing ever happened.

Hey! Hope you enjoyed! I know it's a little disturbing for me to be dreaming about this but just so you know I'm not a crazy person, I tweaked this story A LOT. Bye!!!!