[ WP ] You are legally allowed to commit murder once , but you must fill out the proper paperwork and your proposed victim will be notified of your intentions

He groaned with effort as he lifted the giant sack from the armed guard at the door, and dragged it inside before the door closed and locked with a metallic click. He knew what was in the bag, the same as every day, and yet he still wondered how paper could weigh so much. He sat down at the same table he always sat down at, pulled out his letter opener, one he needed as he knew there would be over a thousand letters, and pulled the first one out. As expected the first few lines read: 
 
 Application to Legally Murder 
 
 Please list the first and last name of your target 
 Justin Bieber 
 
 He quickly skimed down to the reason listed, “ worst singer ever ”. The next one said, “ giant douche ” and the third one said, “ he is a joke ”. He had expected these after the first day that the law was passed, and he got his first batch of letter. The ones he had not expected were the love letters, the ones that wanted to kill him so they could kill themselves and be with him forever. He always thought that he fans were the most important, that they actually cared about him and defended him. When he first read the worst, in a beautiful feminem script, “ He is the greatest ever. I love him more than life itself, and we shall be together forever ” he had thrown up. All he wanted to do was make lots of money and have some fun. All those years ago when he signed for a record label and agreed to become a pop star, he had no idea this would ever happen. Sure, he had expected the haters, everyone he ever met had warned him that with fame came hate. He had never expected them to actually want to murder him. 
 
 He spent the next several hours opening the letters and reading the reasons why he should no longer live. What else did he even have to do with his day, he was not allowed outside, he couldn ’ t even go near a window because of the threat. He had signed four hundred security guards as soon as the first letter had came. The only reason he was still alive is that no one wanted to kill him enough to risk jail for killing his security. It was only a matter of time though. 
 
 
 Sometime after lunch, around his four hundredth letter to open, his heart sank, and he threw up once again. He had skipped over the name of the person at first, so many unnamed people who wanted to kill him, but he had went back to check it after the reason, “ I should be allowed to correct my mistake ” and there the name was, “ Pattie Mallette ”. His own mother. He dropped the ltter onto the ground, and collapsed on the ground. He didn ’ t see it coming when he saw his personal assistants name, and he didn ’ t see it coming when he saw Selena Gomez, but his own mother? What could he possibly have done to generate this much hate? All he had ever down with his life was try and have fun, and make some money, wasn ’ t that what everyone did? 
 
 He lay there in shock for several hours, before pushing himself up and staggered over to a locked safe. He opened it up slowly and pulled out a single, crisp, sheet of paper. You were only ever given one, and if you lost it, you lost your chance at legal murder. He reached inside and pulled out the pin that accompanied it. This had been given to him by the President of the United States of America. He wondered if the president also had a letter somewhere in the bag, waiting for his chance to kill him. He sat down at his table again, and stared blankly at the piece of paper, before his trembling hand moved across the paper and shakily etched the words into the paper. 
 
 Please list the first and last name of your target 
 
 
 J…..U….S... T….I….N 
 
 He clouded his eys and breathed deeply, forcing his hand to continue moving. 
 
 B... I... E... B... E... R 

