(Sunday the 12th of October)
"What the fuck" I said as I walked around from front to back of the balcony of the house, I was wearing some ripped jean and a pair of transparent white top, my hands was covered in transparent surgical gloves as it I wanted to perform an operation on someone, even if I was, but none of this was important as the matter on ground.
I continued to walk to and fro the balcony of the house as I did not know what to do with this shocking news, I had little sleep yesterday as I was up all night thinking about what Stella did yesterday, what made her do something so drastic?, what made her make up her mind.
If you are wondering why I am so tensed up right now its because Stella murdered in cold blood, she killed a human being. I know it sounds weird, but she killed the kitchen main with a knife, she stabbed her twice on her hearth, and she calls it an accident, she fucking called it an accident.
