Room of Pillows

In Julie's house there is a room of pillows. This is her favorite room. All day she sits in this room and reads or sometimes she writes down her thoughts. She often falls asleep in this room. On December 8th she would've wished she hadn't. It just so happened that on December 8th the fourth snow storm of t he season occurred. It stayed around 30 degrees Fahrenheit for most of the day and night. She doesn't like being cold she makes her house like a sauna. That's how she likes, i mean liked to sit in the room of pillows. I always stay low and watch her, she never sees me, that i'm sure of. Knowing that makes me all warm inside because i have a big plan for her!1

One day I saw her leave her house, so I decided to follow her. When we were inside of the grocery store, i tried to make conversation with her. I made her think i was a kind, gentle, loving man. What a stupid bitch! How could she fall for that? i asked her out on a ate for Saturday, two days before December 8th. She of course said yes, and we switched phone numbers. It was set for me to pick her up at 8 o'clock. 2

Saturday came and it turned 7:45. I saw her inside as i sat outside waiting. Then it turned 8 o'clock. Time to go in. 3

I took her to a movie, dinner and a walk in the park. It was about 10:30 when we got back to her house. We sat in my van and talked. She saw the ropes, guns, and knives that i have in the back. She started to fidget. I saw her starting to get frightened. I told her that i go hunting in the third weekend every month. I think she believed me.4

It turned midnight, just the beginning of December 8th. Julie fell asleep in the room of pillows. The light was on, her falling asleep there was an accident. I watched her until 12:30, then i gathered my things. At 12"45 i opened the door and went inside. i watched her, envying her body. i brought a gun and a knife. Debating silently which one to use. I also brought a camera, the same one i had used on our date.I had drugged her during our date, so my plan would've worked flawlessly. I stabbed her to death. Before and after i took pictures. Most of her precious pillows were soaked in blood.5

The police were called the next day. one of her neighbors said they saw a strange man enter Julie's house at about 12:45 a.m. One of Julie's close Friends knew about our date. She told them what she knew about me. The pigs showed up at my work interrogating me about Julie. I told them that the last time i saw her was when i dropped her off after our date on Saturday. They wanted to search my van without a warrant and i granted permission. They asked about the weapons in the back. i told them that they were for hunting and that the catch was at a friend's house. They asked about my so-called friend and i told them that he was in Georgia visiting family, and that he took the catch with him. They believed all of my lies.6

They never caught me. The guilt about Julie has left me. The house went up for sale and a cute little girl bought it. She loved the idea of the room of pillows. She bought more and is in there all of the time. Just like Julie. Her name is Jasmine, she's about 21 and lives alone. For our date i'm meeting her at the ice cream parlor. This time, i'm leaning more towards the gun.7