Moral: dilemma

The endlessly flowing wine and tasty crudités were exceptional, but the finest thing about that evening was that none of the guests knew I was the killer.

The murderer that everyone will hate if soon I do my revenge, tonight I do it without a doubt, I am prepared to do this.

No, I am Not I ran home crying screaming mommy help me now I went to my room turned every light on.

The lights comforted me. It's hard to be afraid when everything's so bright and the TV's on. I was almost at ease when I heard a car door slam outside. I looked out my window and nearly fainted. How does Harper know where I live? I ran to the kitchen and got a frying pan.

I was so scared I didn’t noticed the set of knives beside me. I ran upstairs and looked for a safe spot in the house. I needed to hide. He was near, I could hear the entrance door opening. With my hands grabbing the pan with all my strength I hid in a dark closet

Footsteps could be heard coming closer and closer. I held my breath and waited to her to pass. Slowly, a hand opened the closet door and without thinking, I swung the frying pan at the intruder.

The intruder’s body crumpled to the floor and I stood there paralyzed, not sure whether to check his pulse or run away. I had finally worked up the courage to check when...

There was a loud alert from my phone. “Yellow alert: tornados and one psycho killer in your area! Do not split up to investigate.”

"They only say not to split up because that's what they want us to do," said mommy. "Reverse psychology." She gave me the frying pan. "In case you meet the psycho killer," she said. "Psycho killer," I sang, "Qu'est-ce que c'est." "It's a frying pan," mommy said.(She's not a fan.)

I knew to beat them, I had to use my power seemed to represent my icy blue eyes. I just had to wait for it to rain, so I could blink and instantly freeze the raindrops around me in a 5inch radius. Now I just had to time it right…