- Reads 27
- Votes 2
- Parts 2
- Time 6m
Ongoing, First published Feb 08, 2016
I pointed the gun at her picture, ready to aim. My father came in view, his back towards me. Anger and rage bottled inside me at the sight of him. 'Some father he was' I moved the gun from her picture and pointed it at his back. She came in the room, smiling and giving him a hug. He turned around, confusion in his eyes as he saw the gun pointed at him. She daring me with her eyes. His eyes trying to reason with me. I brought the gun up to his chest. I touched the trigger. BOOM! SHOT, FIRED, DEAD. Tears slid down my face. I was covered in his blood. I dropped the gun and ran out the house. Anything to hide from what's to come. Because I knew she wanted me dead, instead. She was my Thorns.All Rights Reserved
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