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I grabbed my date by the nape of the neck.

This poor girl didn't ask for any of this. It was completely and utterly my fault she was here yet I wouldn't show the heaviness of the guilt I felt. I could've been sick when I heard her cries or her screams for help, yet no one would save her and I'm forced to take her life. It sickened me as I stepped onto the bloodied tarp, which lay on the floor.

The girl tried so desperately to break my grip on her. She clawed at my hand which was gripping her neck. I threw her into the chair as a man I had never met before, handed me a knife; which also was blood-stained.

The girl sobbed in the chair.

"Please, my dad is waiting for me to come home!" She begged,as the men tied her to the chair.

Why did I have the right to take this gigirl'sife?

I stood in front of her, ad held the knife to her throat. She could see it in my eyes. I hope she knew I didn't want to do it. I hope she knew that this wasn't who I wanted to be.

I pulled the knife across her t