A little something I wrote...not really sure how the feedback for it will be. I'm actually pretty nervous to put it up here because I know it isn't really good.

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We killed the town together. One by one they went down and the eulogy for each was short and sweet. Something none of them had ever experienced before. They were people that over did everything since their wealth allowed it. Most ended up walking straight into a trap.

The first was a double homicide. Mr. Milgrove and the nanny he was screwing on the side. The nanny was from a poor family…probably too trashy to instill any morals into such a pretty girl, but Mr. Milgrove had been the owner of a company that assisted those that needed assisting. His wife hadn't been happy to see the obituary we wrote for him taped to her mirror. We had found no need to hide the truth from such an innocent woman.

The thirty-seventh was something no one would have suspected. The mayor's seventeen year old daughter. She had been a cliché -- a powerful father, pretty and a kleptomaniac. A journalist found her obituary on his desk one morning that told of everything that she had stolen in the past two months…the newspaper, ate it up and needless to say, the editor was our next victim.

The last to die was a new neighbor and a newly wed. She, too, was gorgeous and wealthy...but that didn't stop her from doing what she claimed to do best. Mrs. Swanson had only had a few customers before we had found her ways. It was a week later that her husband found the eulogy we had written taped to the window of his Jaguar. After an angry few minutes, a real obituary was soon going to be written for her and Mr. Swanson would make front page.

So one by one their lives ended. We enjoyed every minute of it, especially their cries of pain and the tears that only ended when their life was finally over…but I had never expected to see my own obituary that wove a tale of all the wrong I had done written on the wall of city hall.