The first murderer

(You were a young kid born from eve and you were picking berries out in the field. You saw it happen… The blow to Abel’s head and his blood spill about. You were mortified, rightfully so, and you fall to your knees. The scream of Abel ringing in your ear as you hold your mouth silently.) Cain’s heart for you only filled with pure hate as he tried to slaughter you; he was obviously trying to cover up the crime.