“Your skin, it feels like its burnt.â€?

“I had tried my best to warn you.â€?
“Now you must think am some god damn freak.â€?

“Terry you must understand, I am not use to this.â€?
“Am not here to judge you or make fun of you.â€?

“You must understand something Mary.â€?

“What is it terry?â€?

“I had many problems growing up you know that right marry.â€?

“Yes terry.â€?

“Well a couple of kids had always made fun of what, I looked like. I was left with no choice marry understand that. I had killed them during one of there hikes threw the ravine, I had torched there body’s.â€?

“Marry do, I freak you out.â€?

“No terry nothing freaks me out.â€?

“Do you understand what I had to do?â€?

“Terry, I can’t answer that am sorry.â€?

“No Marry am the one who’s sorry.â€?

The night had gone on without a cricket chirping threw the dew of the grass.
Marry had screamed but no man had heard the cries of help.
Terry had caught up to her and did what he had to do.
No one understood the boy who was named terry not a bit.