Missed

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Hazel Eyes-

My luck came to me, the one I wanted to kill literally showed up at my front door. I now had a gun, after moving out of my parent's house I bought one. It is incredible how easy it was to get one. Guns and bombs, I had it all.

When I heard a knock on the door I immediately went to answer it, maybe it was another person I could practice my rage on, taming it so that I could do just what I wanted without getting caught in the act. But then it was her. Vanessa, right in front of me. My hazel eyes widen in shock as I look through my door's peephole. I withdraw myself from the door and grab my gun and hand grenade, I throw the grenade out. It starts to beep I then stick the gun out and shoot. Missing her, hitting the bomb. It goes off. A rookie mistake. I try another hand, trying to blow her to pieces. She instead is blown into the fence, cutting herself, I wanted more pain to come to her. To use my knife and cut her her open. But I couldn't. I would give myself away. All I could do now was disguise myself and chase after her so that I could get some clue to how I could find her. I wrapped a scarf around my head and ran out of my house. She got away soon but I was able to spot the license plate of her car at the park, so now I could track her. I at least got something from this. This was not all for nothing.

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