You do your first murder at random

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You hate the world! You fucking hate the people! You spend the money you've been saving on a unregistered .45 semi-auto. You drive around the next evening. You drive for four hours. You see a old man sitting on his porch on a sidestreet you drive down. He looks up at you with wet bleary eyes. You stop the car and raise the gun. You plug one loud air cracking round. The man flys up against the wall and he falls down dead on the porch. A wide spray of blood around the chair he was sitting in. This is like a orgasm, but even better! The best moment of your life. You feel high for three days. Nothing gets you down. You have a mission in life.