Confession
By: Mysha Moody

One Day a man was sitting in a bar and a lady approached him. She started talking and running off at the mouth. He didn’t want to be rude so he sat and listened. She started telling him about her problems. Being the gentle man that he was he listened to what she had to say. She started to talk about this guy and how they use to always hang out. So he asked her what was going on why is she telling this to a complete stranger. So she said I know you I seen you in here a few times. He said he never seen her here before a day in his life. So she starts to tremble as she sees two officers come in and sit down. They walk in real suspicious and go and sit down. So close that they could see the barrels of there guns on the ground. The lady moves in close to the man as if she was hiding some thing. The man starts to ask her is this some kind of confession. The lady looked down at her purse and said she has pictures. The man asked her why is she shaking she said the pictures can explain what she was trying to tell him. So she pulled out the picture it was a picture of his ex-best friend. He said how you know him. She said that she was with him at his house watching movies cause Sundays when they be chilling, and that’s exactly the day that the hospital came to get him. The feeling was the worst feeling he possible could be feeling. He stood up and then he yelled out why did you kill him? She said she didn’t mean to kill him she have AIDS and one day she had sex with him. He said that’s crazy…