This is a story I am working on. Chances are I will give up on it soon. If you want to say anything about my story, send me a message, do not post on here!

I do not have a title for it. I am waiting to name it once I am done, if I finish it.

Prologue
I didnt mean to hurt him, let alone kill him, but here I stand, his cold, dead body resting limp in my arms. I was a murderer, I couldnt deny it. I wished to open my eyes and realize it was all a bad dream, but nothing happened. I continued to stand there. My arms did not tire from his weight, but my heart did.
I heard angry voices from behind me. Something pierced my shoulder, but I felt no pain, only regret. My arms gave out below him and he dropped. The thud of his body echoed through my head. I lost consciousness. As my eyes shut, a smile spread across my face. Peace at last.