We're Not Bad People

Of all the memories that she could remember at that moment, that was the one that made its way to her brain. Her first kill. She thought that it would be easy then. She was going to beat up the escaped prisoner until he died. Little did she know that people die far less slower in real life than in the movies.

She was out of breath and her muscles were aching. All of her body was in pain. It was like energy was flowing out of her and onto the floor. She was feeling like jelly, barely managing to move but she continued to punch the man's already bloodied face.

She didn't want to do it. She thought that the man must have some humanity left inside of him and would not hurt a girl her age. But he was out for the kill. He attacked her the moment that the ring's door closed behind her. He was ready to kill her. She had no choice but to do it. 

"Just die already," she whispered.