"I don't believe you."

"I don't believe you" is all I could choke out . My mind racing with all different types of impulsive thoughts such as "throw the videotape out and kill her" or ''to just jump and be put out of your misery.''

"Oh, well dear....you have to believe it. I can get you arrested, better yet put to death all because of this silly little tape." The old woman muttered in a sickly sweet tone.

"As i will ever be, i guess." I whispered as my eyes flicked down to where she was holding the gun. I saw her crooked old dry finger start to slowly press the trigger. I felt my eyes start to water while I closed them to brace myself for impact.