He was petrified, his eyes filled with terror. The quick flash of a sharp silver blade approaching his jugular was the last image he witnessed before his death. The girl watched as the light went out in her eyes. She saw his face as he writhed in pain before the life finally drained from him, sending him into an eternal sleep. This man would never see his wife and children again. His wife will stay up late at night crying while holding a photo of the man she fell in love with. She will pretend to be strong in front of her son, but that will never bring her husband back. Now they are nothing but a broken family, and it's his fault. He slaughtered an innocent man and loved every single second of it. Three years ago the girl shot a man who broke into her house. The reality of the situation is that he had no intention of killing or hurting her. In fact, she never stopped to ask questions about why she was there, she just didn't care. His instinct when he saw the gun was that it was dangerous; and she continued to shoot him in the forehead. After that...