I slowly crept into the dark, not wanting to be seen by the girl. I watched her as she started dancing, while doing the dishes. I stared at her, thinking about where I was going to put the body when I was done.

As I waited for her neighbors to fall asleep, so I can execute my plan, I observed the girl. She had long, black hair, pale skin, and looked like she was about 5 feet tall. She was very beautiful, but too bad I had to kill her.

When I noticed that every houses’ light was turned off, I slowly stood up and made my way to the girl’s house.

I looked through her kitchen window, and saw her reading a book at the dining table. I looked around, looking for an open window to crawl into. I saw that her bedroom window was open, and the only way in was to climb the tree next to me. Foolish girl, she was careless about her safety.

As I succesfully made it to her room, I looked around and I saw her driver’s license. I held it in my hand, and looked at her name. It was Julia Robins, what a pretty name. I put it back on the table, and started opening her bedroom door slowly, not wanting to make a sound.

When I successfully opened it, I went out into the hallway. I saw a dim light across the hallway and I followed it. There I saw her still reading a book, I went down the stairs slowly, not wanting to be caught. When I was safely down the stairs, I hid behind the couch and waited for the perfect moment to strike.

When I saw her put on earphones, I went for it and stood behind her, still unaware that I was here. I put my hand on her mouth,so she won’t make any sounds and alert her neighbors. She looked up at me with wide eyes, I took my knife and slowly put it on her throat. She started shaking her head, as if she was silently begging me to not do it.

Once the knife was on her throat, I decided that I would have a little fun with her. I pushed the knife harder into her throat, so she can think that I was about to kill her. After a few seconds later, I took the knife away from her throat. She looked relieved when I did that, but then I surprised her by just slicing her throat a few seconds later.

I watched as blood dripped down her neck and onto her clothes, I started laughing, thinking how I scored once again.

After a few minutes, I heard the director say, “CUT!”. The supposed “dead” girl stood up, and complimented my acting skills. I thanked her and did the same, we shook hands as we bid each other goodbye. Waiting for the next day to finish the movie called “The Killer,” with me as the main character.