Death

This is just a short story . Nothing more

I stabbed you in the heart . Pulled the knife out and stabbed you repeatedly. .
Your screams echoes in the abandoned house.

I then fill the house with petrol.

As you lay bleeding on the floor.

As I walk out,I light a match and drop it on the petrol soaked floor.

I then drive of into the sunset. As the house goes up in flames