Not Insane

I'm not insane. I swear to God, I just wanted to help her. To reach out and save her. I grabbed her, to urge her to move. That's when I recognized the terror on her face. She was scared, just like me. I didn't like that. Don't be scared. I'm just trying to help. "P-please...don't." I sighed as she stammered out those words when I held her hand gently. I know. I'm not going to hurt you. Stop begging. I hate it. A few moments later, I calmed her down, hugging her body as I lulled her to sleep. She must be so exhausted from all that running she did. Poor little thing. As I pulled her close, to warm her cold body, I felt a bit uncomfortable, as I felt something sharp against my chest. So, I pulled the knife out of her heart and wiped off the blood. She'll be able to relax now.