Beanie Monologue

I pulled my beanie securely on my head as I crouched down on a sturdy tree branch. My hunting knife reflected the dim light of the moon. It glinted letting my prey know I was there. "Yeah, I love a good chase!" I jumped from branch to branch as I chase my target. His brown hair was starting to gray but he ran pretty good for someone in their late forties. At least that's what boss lady said. I jumped down quietly as the man began to get tired. He began huffing as his pace slowed. I knocked into his back sending him into a tree. His chest heavily moved with his ragged breaths. I slowly approached him as I pulled my hunting knife back out. "Let play," I said in a deadpan tone. My eyes lost their light as I stared down at him.

"You are going
She was abused and bullied but all she could do was laugh. Soon enough that was the only thing she knew how to do. Then as time went on she grew spiteful of the life she lived, earning her a new emotion. Rage. All of this at the age of nine. Can you believe that? These emotions grew and she finally broke. The girl killed her parents and escaped but a little bitch called up someone to kill her in fear that she would return. So a bitch named Victoria Summers got a man to try and kill her. But the person the man killed was her boyfriend and frankly amazing in
The girl they tried to kill can hold a grudge until the day she dies and she really doesn't like it when people kill the people she fucking! Right now she wants to kill everyone involved in the man's death and you're keeping that information to yourself!" I yelled cutting off his pinky toe. Screams erupted from his throat. I continued to cut his toes off as screams scratched their way up his throat like they were just dying to get out. "Tell me all of the men Victoria Summers has contacted since August thirteenth! I want friends, family, neighbors, enemies, everyone!" I cut his big tow off with enough force to send it flying into the bushes near