Ya im writing a story... this is all i got so far

"Deaths Little Secrets"

Her eyes showed no emotion as she placed the bloody knife down. She smiled with the satisfaction of what she had done. No remorse, no worries of ever getting caught. She had her own justice and it felt good. Her laughter filled the empty room, and she was gone.

5 Years Later

EHh, i have writers block. . . i have a good plot but i just dont know how to put it