I was feeling the shots out of my window I closed my eyes and counted, one, two, three, four, five ... six, i listen a shout, I saw someone falling to the soil in the second that i put my head out the window, i saw the bloody body in the floor without emotion, without ... light.
I thought that it had to make, wise that had to help but to help whom? To call the police?, to go out to help the unconscious man?. It was at the time when I saw to roll a clear and brilliant tear for the assassin's face, listen to it to whisper small, clear and almost unaudible " Im sorry ".
i Already know who to help.
I went out of my house rest on a wall and I said to him " I am sure that he forgive you " he look me with confusion initially, then his expression calmed down and I give myself a warm smile, he ask me " how you know ? " I simply smiled, put my hand in his cheek, clean the tear of his face and I answered him " I did it "
For every drop of blood that the sword of the assassin have spilt, a drop of the man who used to be also was wasted
(english is not my first language so i want to say... sorry im really really sorry well bye if you had something to tell me about anything feel free to say it bye see you later)
