The Assassin - Original Writing

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The Assassin - Original Writing Tick tock, tick tock. Time sure goes slowly when you’re waiting. Waiting for what do you ask? I don’t even know yet, maybe I shouldn’t tell you; maybe I should just keep it to myself. That’s just what I have been doing for the past year. Waiting. Slowly. Preparing for this moment, like a world-class chef prepares for an exquisite meal for the queen, you know, so carefully, elegantly, making sure there isn’t the slightest mistake. That’s just what I have been doing, preparing. Well the wait is almost over. Today it ends. In just a few hours or so I’m going to do it, I’m going to do what I want to do. Am I scared? Of course I’m scared but I mustn’t let fear disturb my concentration, otherwise there will be no point of me being here. I feel the sweat dripping from my forehead to my lips, the taste is salty and makes me a bit sick. What am I doing here? Waiting. Still waiting. The waiting is unbearable but as they say, the end justifies the means. Where am I? Well I’m feeling a bit dizzy so that must mean that I’m a bit high up, not so high as to touch the sky, just six storeys I think. I’m sitting or lying down, I don’t know. I’ve been waiting up here for so long it hurts. I have nearly forgotten why exactly I am here until I catch a glimpse of it. It’s just lying there with me, next to me, almost touching me. It makes me feel so dirty but its there for a reason; it is the greatest part of my plan. When the time comes I will have to touch it but only when the time comes, not now. I quickly glance away from it. I never really had seen one before yesterday. Only ever seen them in the movies, I never knew that they felt so cold, that they looked so black and that they were so big. I’m not really a bad person.

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