Revenge is Bitter sweet
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Last published Fri, Jan 4, 2013
William Shakespear once said "If you prick us, do we not bleed? If you tickle us, do we not laugh? If you poison us, do we not die? And if you wrong us, shall we not revenge?" William Shakespeare is most known for his writing of tragedies.
A tragic story doesn't necessarily have to end tragically but mine did end tragically. I never knew that it would start a whole new story and affect so many people.
People, well a person for that matter, has the ability to change everything about your life by one single thought. That same single thought turns into an action. That action has a reaction. That reaction is what will change your life forever.
My person is an ex-convict out of jail on good behavior for sexual assault. His thought was that I was a loose end. His action was to abduct, rape, torture, and to kill me. The reaction was revenge.
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