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As I sat there rethinking all the actions I took I knew there was only one way to end this with her...
I had the thought of taking the gun,but i wanted to see the expression on her face... my dear juliet..I drove at a unsteady pace thinking if this was the right way to go about this,I wanted her to suffer just as much as I did.As i approached her house i saw the one light off that made that urge at the bottom of my stomach grow stronger.I walked to the back of her house and quietly climbed up the gutter and slowly opened her window i slipped in, and saw her laying there so limp and defenseless.As i stood over her she must have woken because she turned over, and saw me standing there and she jumped. She got stood up and gave me the same apologizes,and said i need to leave.I grabbed her by the throat and whispered the words that I have been practicing for many days i repeated myself louder when she just stared at me i said "You left me out there to die."She started weeping and said "it wasn't like that, you never gave me the attention i needed" i threw her up against the wall and told her "Your about to feel the pain i'm living in."I took out the knife hidden in my back pocket, and stabbed it into her side. She yelled and fell to the ground the blood was splattered on my shirt and hands, and she screamed for help.I slammed it into her neck and i realized her yelling stopped.As i walked back to my car i threw her into the back and started driving.As my house came into view i pulled around back and left her body in the yard.As i unlocked the front door her screams reamed in my head i started laughing to know my misery was over.I walked up slowly to my room with perfect view of her.I pulled out the gun from under my pillow, and took one bullet, and started playing Russian Roulette and i was eager to hear the one shot,but it didn't come.i looked out the window at her blood silhouette and back at my shirt.I took off the blood splattered shirt and stared at it for a while.My mind never left the thought that her blood was on my hands, but for some reason i couldn't wash it off, it was too soon.I sat on my bed and let my head fall to the pillow i spun the barrel and my world goes black for my dear juliet.
- by Fallin_In_Reverse |
- Non Fiction
- | Submitted on 08/26/2009 |
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- Title: My Dear Juliet
- Artist: Fallin_In_Reverse
- Description: this story is about hurt and how karma is a witch.. remeber what comes around goes around
- Date: 08/26/2009
- Tags: dear juliet
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Comments (3 Comments)
- Norbert Loves Marwa - 09/06/2009
- nice one
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- MyToxicValentine - 08/27/2009
- Dude, since when can you write so good? lol Great story ;D
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- Quadra Kill - 08/27/2009
- i think this is a great story
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