It was a cold night, barely 30 degrees outside, and the day that lead to this night was a terrible one. You mocked me, joked me, and lead me to an absolute choice- I was going to take your breathe away. Not the way that would lead to your future, full of a family and a great job, but rather the one that made you future nonexistant. I told you not to do it. I warned you. Dont say i didn't tell you I would take your breathe away.

Not that i would ever do that, but please, dont make me mad, there can be a punishment worse then death itself.