A Perfect Murder

I stabbed straight into her heart then wiggled the knife, twisted and turned. The blood oozed out covering the blade and my hand in scarlet red. She gave a blood-curdling shriek and moaned. She looked at me with sheer terror, There was a crazy look in my inflamed eyes My chest was all puffed up and heaving badly My body trembling with pent-up rage I gave her a vile sneer; And then… She could hold it back no longer and burst out laughing When she saw the retractable toy knife and a couple of ketchup pouches in my hand.