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It's funny how one thing can change everything. How one seemingly insignificant thing can affect your entire life.
For me, it was a kiss.
Something so utterly insignificant, in the grand scheme of things, inadvertently became the defining moment of my life.
I was sixteen years old, completely innocent in that way that all teenage girls are. Then he kissed me, and suddenly I was a murderer.
I remember it all, up until that point. His laugh and his smile. But not his eyes, or that look of horror that was on his face. Just that laugh and smile. Eternally haunting me.
My first kiss.
My first kill.
First in my drabble trilogy.