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In a Dark Mind. by sanahi
Lie…
Reality is a cruel person, one minute it is true and straight to the point. Sometimes it is tricky it stretches the truth makes its own lie and paints it as a truth. Some people are hit with it and are sometimes crushed by it, namely the weak.
“Mom… my god mom… who did this to you,” he pulled her closer to himself and shook her violently. “Mom, who did this?” Blood slowly fell from her lips; she raised her hand above her head. “What is it,” He looked deep into her eyes and saw fear. She pointed towards something in the room. He turned his head and noticed that she pointed to the mirror.
“What does it mean… mom what is it… the window.” He noticed that the window was wide open. He laid her down and grabbed the gun that the person had left. “I will be back for you.” He looked into her eyes one last time and closed his eyes. Tears fell to the ground, “I am going to get you,” he looked out the window and saw him running away. “You BASTARD…” He squeezed the butt of the handgun and leaped out of the window.
He rushed his way to catch up with him. He hit the ground running; he was determined to kill him…. For what he had done… “Stop or I will shoot.
Anger…
He looked at his father, it was 12:00 p.m. and he was sitting quietly in the lounge of the house. “Son comes in here please.” He replied to his father wishes and met him in the lounge. “Yes dad?” The older man motioned for his son to sit next to him. “Son… I can’t sugar coat this you are 17 and old enough to take it without sugar, your mom and I are getting a divorcé,” He looked to the floor. The son did not know what to say. “I am sorry but 17 years after I married her I realized that we weren’t meant…
The father looked out the window and saw a dark and wicked day. The son jumped up and dashed away to his room. “I am sorry.”
Sorrow…
“I told you to meet me here at 1:30 p.m.… it is 5 o’clock…. what happened.” His girlfriend paced around him as he sat in his chair. He starred at the carpet, trying to put together what just happened. “Damn it listens to me… Answer me…” She tossed herself into his arms and began to cry. She was scared but for what reason he thought. “I,” he could not find the words that would comfort her. His eyes closed and he began to cry also… What can I say?
Truth…
“Freeze damn you, or I will shoot you in the back.” The other man stopped and raised both arms above his head. The moon was high in the sky above them. “Turn around and show me your face, I want to see who murdered my mom!” He held the weapon as straight as he could… “I said turn around.” He yelled as he squeezed the trigger tighter. “Why… you already know who I am.” He began to cackle, “I have a few questions for you… What happened to your girlfriend earlier today…or even your father?” His voice caused a strange wind to kick up and push dust everywhere.
“We both fell to sleep… and I left the house, my father was left at home. Why did… what does this have to do with me.” He began to hold the gun funny and his hand shook wildly. “Nope…” As if a mirror had been dropped in front of him, he saw himself in the moon light. “Who are you…? ‘Don’t you know I am you… and you are I…! Your father is not alive any more… nor is your girlfriend. When you left you, fell unconscious. We both walked back into the room together and ended his life; you pulled the trigger by the way. Your pretty girlfriend was next, as she laid there in your arms you want to hold her tighter until she could not breathe. Soon she tried to pull away from us, but she could not… no we could not let that happen.
Horror…
“That is a lie…” he tried to aim the weapon straight at his heart. “Great now shoot yourself, because now you know that you were the one who caught you mother in her room with her new boyfriend. You just shot the two of them, and then I wanted you to try to fix it. But look at you; you can’t even hold that straight…you are pathetic.” The other of him walked closer, it became harder and harder to train it on him. He squeezed the trigger and fired at him several time. “You can’t kill me. I am you, you are I, and neither can live without each other.”
“You only have one shot left…”
“I will… I will do it…” He raised the gun up to his temple.
“You can’t do it you are to weak, just put it down,”
“Nope… I will see you later… Goodbye world.”
Moreover, it was ended; like that, he did not see the end.
Reality…
They all loved him. You should have seen his funeral… His mother was crying and his father tried to get her to stop crying. Nothing in this world could have stopped this. He did not value his life enough to do anything better. His girlfriend stood up and said one thing, “I loved him. He was a great man. WHY… WHY did you do it…?”
The one second that you think that life itself is picking on you... Don't kill your self... Its not worth it.
I do not know what I was thinking when I wrote this… I think that I was just angry with someone in my household and wanted to get out my frustration.
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