“You are so young. How come do you have those eyes?” once she asked me. I was not sure what she was referring to. Later, I found out, and I had been using them as my weapons. I scared them: that was good. Scare or be scared.
I remember my first murder. Vividly. How could I ever forget? I killed him. Again. Again. Again. Again. And again. I finally lost my counts. I did not enjoy it. But who would? I did not feel guilty either.
Yet, there is something about ending a human’s life. The act imprints something on your...what was it again? Yes, soul. It imprints a mark on your soul. Sometimes, before you are not even aware, your soul is already dirty, corroded, and destroyed.
At times, his blood smeared my hands. At times, I could only see the light seeping out of his eyes. If there was any light in the first place.
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