Prologue

Prologue

            I don’t want to hurt people…

            I’m good at it, but that doesn’t mean I like to hurt people.

            I don’t do it for revenge.

            I don’t do it for pleasure.

            I don’t enjoy one second of the things I do.

            I’m a killing machine though.

            Or so They tell me…

            They created me to be that way.

            I’m not supposed to feel pain or regret; I’m not supposed to have a conscience.

            But I do.

            I don’t want to kill people.

            But if I don’t, They’ll kill me.

            So what else can I do?

            How else can I survive?

            If I asked Them, They’d just say, “Kill or be killed b***h.”

Author's Note

It's short, and yes, it's meant to be indented like that. Each sentence is a new paragraph , a new thought in her thought process.