First Degree Murder
There is no reason to lie. I killed him. I took his throat between my fingers and squeezed until the life slowly expelled from his body. And then I laughed. I laughed until my face hurt and I could laugh no more.
It happened so fast I barely knew what happened. One moment he was standing there glaring at me with his large blue eyes, and the next moment I was standing over him with my fingers dug into his esophagus.
He coughed and sputtered and tried to escape, but it was no use. I watched with strange satisfaction as those bright eyes became glassy and dark. And then I started laughing. He was finally dead.
Now I am the only voice inside my master’s head.