Silent Approach

I watch him sleep. I walk slowly towards him. His breathing is normal (the movements of his chest show). I am not afraid to do this anymore. I walk towards him, slowly… slowly. Three more steps and I’ll be beside his bed, just then… mother came inside the room. She screamed… I dropped the knife and ran.

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