The Unexpected

I was nine when I got my first bow, my mother wouldn't let me take lessons, so I decided to teach myself. My life was normal. Went to school, had normal grades, had two sisters and a brother. The only thing was that my parents were on the verge of divorce. It all started out as a normal day. My parents fighting got me angry so I decided to shoot some arrows to let off steam. I grabbed my bow and quiver and went outside, I hadn't known my five year old sister was quietly walking behind me. I reached the trees and went inside to the normal tree which I had painted a target on. I took few shots, hitting bulls-eye each time. Taking in a deep breath I focused on a target. It was once I let the arrow fly I saw a tiny blonde hair girl attempt to run across in front of the target. I watched as the arrow punctured itself into her head and she fell to the ground.