Killer

• Aimee Berryman, Grade 5
• Short Story
• 2011

Hi my name is Jessica and my Boyfriend is a killer.
"How could you? Why did you shoot them you basterd!?" I screamed at Jake. He didn't answer. "ANSWER ME!" I screamed more louder this time and I Knew I screamed louder because my voice bounced of the walls of the wine seller. He didn't answer, only this time he stared at my three only friends lifeless bodies on the floor. Jake dropped the gun. It landed ina pool of ice cold blood.
"I didn't do it," he whispered.
"How can you say that? You had the gun in your hand and I saw you shoot them one by one!" I cried as I banged on his chest. "It was you, you...murderer," I said in disgust as tears poured down my drenched face.