It wasn't the fact that I gave up...no it was the fact that I never put up a fight when I knew I had it in me to.
I was scared of what they could do if i even let out a squeak.
It was scary in it's own way. I had to make it out alive I knew that I even had it in me but I never thought of the price I'll had to play just to escape my demons.
Demons I shouldn't even have in the first place .
Demons I shouldn't know of at such a young age.
My body had a mind of its own as I leaned down to pick up the weapon HE used on me every single day. Silently slicing off my skin.
My mind wavered, my hands shook as I finally took hold of what HE always had, what always gave HIM the upper hand, what HE always had the privilege to hold, to use, to HAVE FUN with. And for the first time in a really long time I finally had it in my hands, I could finally see how it felt to hold it, to use it.
My eyes shifted to the man laying down on the concrete floor being able to see even feel what was about to take place but won't be able to do anything about it. The moment I looked at HIM it was as if once again someone took control of my body as I silently toddle towards HIM. I could see the fear in HIS eyes begging for mercy, it felt good to not being the one on the receiving end of it, for a change. I remember the numerous times I would be on my knees begging for HIS mercy, to be forgiven for the crimes I never committed ,to be freed from the fate I never deserved but I never got it. With one last step in his direction I was standing right above HIM with the deadly weapon in my hands. I didn't close my eyes for I had to see the wound I would inflict on HIM. To see the pain in HIS eyes, above all to make sure that I am the one doing it. I raised the weapon above my head and brought it down with full force putting it straight through HIS heart. It was rather satisfying seeing the blood flowing out of HIS wound pooling around HIM as he did to me every single day.
I took my eyes away from the beautiful color and looked into HIS eyes. They were lifeless, just like mine. They had lost their spark of evilness that I was so used to seeing, they were nothing but hollow shells staring right at me. But I did not dare avert my gaze for I had to make sure that HE was gone, gone for good. No more play days, no more games, no more fun days for HIM.
Something wet touched my feet I instantly lowered my gaze just to be met with the magnificent color of HIS blood that was now collecting at my feet.
The work was finally done. I was free now. But was I, no one knew for sure.
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