Diary of a murderer

Diary of a murderer

I was driving in the rented black Honda city . The stretch was long, narrow and lonely. It was 3:00 am. I did not know where I was going or why for I had drunk rather heavily at night.
The rough road led the car jerk and I heard thumping from the back of the car.
I pulled up the car at a side thinking the tyre must have flat and decided to check.
The tyre was fine but the boot was open.
I opened and found a trunk inside.
Cut pieces of a human body…Blood dripping…
The effects of alcohol were gone…
I sat down and broke..
In a fit of anger, I had murdered her…

Write Tribe

This post is a written for Day 2 of the Write Tribe Festival of Words June 2018


0 thoughts on “Diary of a murderer

  1. That was dark!! Oh my, just when I thought how did the body get into the trunk! She not only killed it, but cut it into pieces. Goes to show what alcohol can do to your sanity!

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