she was not being a nuisance to anybody. all she did was sit by the edge of the "pool". staring at the passer-bys from her perch. nobody seemed to notice her.
then i came, intending to use the "pool" and saw her. scared the shit out of me. slowly, trying so very hard not to make any sudden movements, i inched towards the spray hose and reached for it. if she was smart enough, she must surely have guessed my intentions. but, no. she juz sat there, staring at me with those unblinking black eyes of hers.
i felt a tiny sense of victory as i managed to get hold of the hose spray while she remains motionless. so i took my chance, considering that it might be my only one, before she managed to escape. i sprayed her with water at full blast, causing her to fall off her perch, and into the "pool".
i could see she was struggling to get out. i didn't know what came over me. a part of my brain was like telling me that i should stop, but i don't know why i just kept spraying at her. she could have been trying to shout for help for all i noe, but no sound came out, since she was choking on water.
the other part of brain felt pity looking at her, struggling with all her might against the current. but my hands did not seemed connected to my brain at that point of time. it kept on spraying and spraying.
finally, she stopped struggling. and then i stopped. oh god what have i done? i have just murdered an innocent.
to make matters worse, to get rid of the incriminating evidence of my crime, i pressed that button which allowed the water to carry her lifeless body away, down the hole.
oh dear God! forgive me for being so evil. God bless "Ms Liza Rourke Dashwood's" soul.
