Teen Ink

Summary: When the woman turned the corner of the building, the crow watched as the man snuck from the shadows and attacked her from behind. The crow saw how the knife slid quickly across her throat, instantly silencing any protest the woman would have had the chance to utter. The man then gently lowered her body to the ground. Light from the moon glinted off the wet blade of the knife, as it twisted and turned at the mercy of its master, slicing through skin as though it were silk.