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A night that should have been silent has been disturbed by the
sounds of lightnings, a serene warm night can now only be
imagined; the wind howling, strongly as if it can break the
glasses on windows that has already had cracks bestowed upon it.
Such night seemed like a theme of a nightmare – by normal
people of course – but for a particular person, it seemed as if the
nature is upon him. Aiding for his macabre scheme that had
ended the life of an entire family.
Yesterday was a great day to continue what he had started, a
new life that had ended what people may think a hellish life that
was consisted of bloody sights, violent actions, and gorily scenes.
A simple life was all he wished for, a fortunate unfortune,
Kenneth’s breakfast consisted of the following: a cereal with
milk and just a coffee. Day after day, it was the same routine, go
for a walk, and if wanted a jogging, after waking up in the
morning then will eat his usual breakfast. Lunch was a box of
pizza and a soda. Dinner should have been cooked by him but as
he got bored and somehow got sick of such routine, he tried to
walk around the town for a bit and find himself a nice little diner
to satisfy his hunger.
III
I don’t even know who you are but I am still going to kill you
though