My Son Monologue

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It was chilly and rainy but I wasn’t out just yet. It was still light outside. It was the perfect night to commit a murder. Or possibly a few if you wished. I just need the two people on my list. The popular, rich boy that bullied me every halloween because I couldn’t afford a new costume and had to make one myself. The now grown man made my halloweens miserable. And now his son is the same way towards my son and I will not let that happen. Maybe shoot him straight in the face but that would bring too much attention. Stab him while he is waiting for his little boy to collect candy. Then when the boy is looking for his father in the crowd of people, I will lead the boy to my house. I can see it now. “Your father and I are just having a cup of coffee back at my house. Follow me” I will say. Then there in my basement I will kill the boy as well and drag him to the forest in the …show more content…

My boy is off getting dressed into the costume I had worn when I was a boy and that my father had worn when he was a boy. I had seen my target and his son walking down the street. Wearing the same costume except his was new, of course. It had been an hour since my son had gone out trick - or - treating and some sun was still showing. I went out and started looking for the man and his son but there was to many people. Once I had spotted him, I started to talk to him and have a normal conversation before I pulled the knife. I asked “If you were to die right now, what would be your last words?” He said with a small chuckle “Erm… Weird, but probably something like ‘Take care of my son.” Then I did it. I jammed the sharp knife straight into his chest while nobody was looking and luckily he fell backwards so nobody noticed. I pulled the knife back out and put it in my pocket so nobody saw. I saw the little boy and we went to my house where I had my son’s toys laying around in the playroom of the

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