Serial Killers: A Fictional Narrative

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"Just fucking die!" he yelled.

I grabbed the gun and pointed it at the ground. I tried to headbutt him while we were in the struggle, but he moved his head back. He countered with a headbutt of his own, then followed up with another kick to the torso. I didn't fall back, but I did stumble.

Then we heard sirens.

"Shit," I heard him mutter.

He ran back to his car while taking two blind shots at me. He missed both shots. I didn't stop him as he took off.

"Oh boy," I sighed as I dropped to my knees. I was so weak.

My attention quickly shifted back to taking care of Daniel. I went back to his side of the car and checked on him.

"Hey, you alright?" I asked him.

"Assassin..." he tried to say.

His voice was weak and it hurt me to
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I promise."

*****

November 13
09:06

My sister and I stayed home today. I stayed in the hospital all day yesterday. I made it out with only minor injuries. But I lost a part of me. My brother was dead. I couldn't stand the thought of him actually being gone. My mother was crushed. She was currently crying in her room, and had been for the past hour.

I was just sitting on the edge of my bed. I had seen death a couple of times before. They were all by my own hands. But now my brother's death was on my hands too. If only I hadn't argued with him and stayed focused on driving, he would still be alive. Now, because of me, he wouldn't grow up and become the man that he wanted to be. I had failed him.

I heard a knock on the door. At first, I didn't feel like answering it at all. But then my Instinct was weakly sparked, telling me who was at the door. I got up and went downstairs to answer it.

It was Andie.

She didn't say anything. She could tell that I was in immense pain. I was one "Are you okay?" from breaking down. She reached her arms out towards me, and I hugged her tightly. I cried on her shoulder. This was the first time she had seen me cry. She kept silent the whole

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