The story of a Sociopath

I stare at your limp body lying on the floor and smile with satisfaction. I just discovered how good it feels to kill someone. All the anger burns away. I sigh contentedly as I finger the knife in my hands, thinking of where to hide you. Maybe I'll bury you in the backyard. Hmm.....

*Few days later*

It's the happiest day of my life. Your funeral.

'Emma, I'm really sorry.' My sister sobs next to me. 'He was a very caring and supporting husband.' 

I kneel down next to your tomb. 'Honey....... I'm really sorry about taking your life away. But you deserved it.' I whisper as I lay the flowers. 'May your soul rest in peace.'

With a smirk, I walk away, sensing a new life full of freedom and happiness. 

A life without you, sweetheart.