I do not feel my legs, but I did not hurt. What I am lying on the frozen ground? Nothing unimportant, old grudges, enemies ... There is no sense in my actions. I opened my eyes when something cold touched my cheek. Something got me out of oblivion and immediately disappeared. It was a snowflake, second it is, one more, and there is only water. I wish I could be a simple little snowflake. A moment, and I do not, no one will even know I exist.
I'm not the cause of evil. How I wish I could be a simple snowflake ... If I get up, then break the hearts of tens of thousands of people. They hoped I was dead hungry for my death, but I have nothing to say for yourself. I have deserved death? Of course! Vsplaknet anyone when I am gone? Of course not
But at least, I know two people on this earth who have never survive my death. I hear their voices through the door, they were very close. Do I want to end their suffering and worth fighting for life? Life is ... I did not live by the rules, my life is hard to describe, I'm afraid I do not have enough words to do that. How can I explain to you why I lay barely alive on the site where prisoners usually walk? You expect me to repentance?
I tell you the story of why I was sentenced to death? Oh, sure you are immediately interested in what I've done this. I'm not proud of my actions, but the people I killed deserved death. If you could rewind time back, I would have committed those murders, because of which I was sentenced to death?
Yes Well, at least I want to be honest with you and tell the whole truth, and nothing but the truth. I do things that still haunt me, and I am ashamed for them. My fault killed people who, unlike me, were worthy of life. But they do not, and I'm still alive.
Because of these and many other cases, I do not want to fight for your life. Is not it a good ending story? Good triumphs over evil, the bad people are punished. One part of me understands this, but the other wants to continue his fight. I've never told anyone what you know today. This is a true story.
And it has begun ..
YOU ARE READING
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RomanceAnd this story began in 1998. When I was 17 years old. I was still young. But I do not know what all that's changed so much in one night.