It started as a normal day and all seemed to be going well. Children were playing outside, laughing and kicking a ball, parents inside watching television with no worries because nothing could go wrong on a beautiful spring day like this! Oh but it did, that day went very, very far south because it was a loud repeated banging that had the once happy children and parents screaming in terror as cries of agony and fear suddenly broke the peaceful spring day. It was an especially horrible day for the one fifteen year old who came sprinting home to hear a malicious laugh and blood running in streams along the floor and his parents dead at the stairs and a man walking by him laughing all the way out and into his car, he killed himself so he wouldn't be punished later when he was found. The boy dropped to his knees and cried for hours as the gunshots rang in his ears the screams rampageing through his mind and the sight to haunt his nightmares for eighteen years, to his chosen end. Just before he left for good he went to a street corner and got someone's attention he said one thing that this person will never forget, "I want you to tell anyone who cares that I thank them and that I'm sorry, I just can't take the pain anymore" the stranger looked confused for a second but as her eyes widened in realization of what he meant it was too late, he already had the gun to his head and had pulled the trigger. She screamed in terror and tried hopelessly to get someone to help. This is what the man left behind, he was on his way to judgment. When he arrived the first words that we're spoken were "You made the wrong choice, you know what happens next." And he did his only request was for for him not to be near his family's killer the Judge said
"We are not in control of where you are put, or where ever you go when you get there, we just tell you where you are going." The man said "Then if I'm anywhere near that man, the man who killed my parents, I will destroy his soul and send him to the shadow realm where he will only know darkness and The Three Kings who will drown him in the memories of what he could have been and what he is now and where it got him!" And that he did, the murderer only knew what he could have been, what he was now, and where he is because of it. He felt sorrow and anger, so much anger, so much hate for himself and what he did, he wasn't laughing anymore. He would never feel happiness again, ever.
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Murderer's Fate
General FictionA short story about a man who's family was killed right in front of him as a teen. Read and find out the rest, or be left in the dark...