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a6">Lawyer: Then why is he dead?Charlotte: I’ve done some bad things in my life during our 15 years of marriage.Lawyer: Did you have a lover? Is that why you are saying you killed your husband because your lover killed him?Charlotte: I didn’t have a lover. Stop interrupting me so I can tell you what happened!Anyway, I did some bad things, things I shouldn’t have done because Lucas loved me so dearly and was a great provider. I just wanted to make some extra money so I could buy him the new Mercedes-Benz Sl 65 AMG that he wanted. In trying to make extra money I met some shady people. People I would later regret meeting.Shades, Blunt, and Lotto are the people I started working with a week ago. They sent money to my small shop so that I could put it in the books and pay them a check. By allowing them to do this I was also able to pay myself extra. Why wouldn’t I be able to? The shop was making so much money, or so I thought.Was I just being gullible and stupid? Not quite. I knew what was going on but I didn’t know they would be upset with me taking a little more off the top since I was helping them stay out of jail! I got a surprise visit from them two days before the incident, they told me to pay them back double for the money I took or

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they would kill my whole family.Lawyer: So they are the ones who killed your husband?Charlotte: No, I killed my husband. Shush and listen.They scared me to the core. I went to the gun store that night and bought a gun to keep at my bedside in case they showed up again. On the night of the incident, my husband didn’t come home on time. He is so predictable, always does things like clockwork. It made me paranoid that he wasn’t home yet. I called him about a million times and he didn’t pick up.Next thing, I hear a noise in the living room so I grab the nearest weapon I could find, a vase. My gun is in my bedroom. What else was I supposed to do? I lift the vase as high as I can and when he rounds the corner. Crash! I hit him on the head with the vase. He falls backward with a loud boom! Then the bookcase he hit on the way down, falls and cracks his knee cap. I can hear the crack. Such a horrid sound.I cut the lights on and see Lucas laying on the ground unconscious. I check for a pulse and there is none. I’m in shock and afraid that my love is dead. I have killed the love of my life. My one true love! So, I call 911.911, what’s your emergency.Charlotte: He’s dead.Click</article></body>

Scared to Death (Short Story)

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Crash! Boom! Crack!

911, what’s your emergency.

Charlotte: He’s dead.

Click.

They picked me up at my house over Lucas’s dead body. Lucas was my husband for 15 years and now he is dead. Now, I am sitting in a jail cell waiting for my lawyer to get here. I don’t even know why I have a lawyer. I’m guilty! I killed him! I should just rot in prison for the rest of my life but here I am waiting to talk to a lawyer.

Charlotte: I can’t believe I killed him! I am such a terrible person!

Lawyer: Charlotte, stop talking this instant. If you keep saying things like that I can’t help you.

Charlotte: You can’t help me anyway, I told you I killed him.

Lawyer: Just tell me what happened without saying you killed him.

Charlotte: Lucas was an amazing man. I loved him dearly, he did everything in his power to make me happy.

Lawyer: Then why is he dead?

Charlotte: I’ve done some bad things in my life during our 15 years of marriage.

Lawyer: Did you have a lover? Is that why you are saying you killed your husband because your lover killed him?

Charlotte: I didn’t have a lover. Stop interrupting me so I can tell you what happened!

Anyway, I did some bad things, things I shouldn’t have done because Lucas loved me so dearly and was a great provider. I just wanted to make some extra money so I could buy him the new Mercedes-Benz Sl 65 AMG that he wanted. In trying to make extra money I met some shady people. People I would later regret meeting.

Shades, Blunt, and Lotto are the people I started working with a week ago. They sent money to my small shop so that I could put it in the books and pay them a check. By allowing them to do this I was also able to pay myself extra. Why wouldn’t I be able to? The shop was making so much money, or so I thought.

Was I just being gullible and stupid? Not quite. I knew what was going on but I didn’t know they would be upset with me taking a little more off the top since I was helping them stay out of jail! I got a surprise visit from them two days before the incident, they told me to pay them back double for the money I took or they would kill my whole family.

Lawyer: So they are the ones who killed your husband?

Charlotte: No, I killed my husband. Shush and listen.

They scared me to the core. I went to the gun store that night and bought a gun to keep at my bedside in case they showed up again. On the night of the incident, my husband didn’t come home on time. He is so predictable, always does things like clockwork. It made me paranoid that he wasn’t home yet. I called him about a million times and he didn’t pick up.

Next thing, I hear a noise in the living room so I grab the nearest weapon I could find, a vase. My gun is in my bedroom. What else was I supposed to do? I lift the vase as high as I can and when he rounds the corner. Crash! I hit him on the head with the vase. He falls backward with a loud boom! Then the bookcase he hit on the way down, falls and cracks his knee cap. I can hear the crack. Such a horrid sound.

I cut the lights on and see Lucas laying on the ground unconscious. I check for a pulse and there is none. I’m in shock and afraid that my love is dead. I have killed the love of my life. My one true love! So, I call 911.

911, what’s your emergency.

Charlotte: He’s dead.

Click