4letr
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LabRabbit
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| 25 Feb 2016 10:11 AM |
I woke up this morning afraid... Afraid for my life. I hear gunfire, screams. Before I know it I hear banging on the door. Someone was trying to break in. That's when I grab the gun I kept under my pillow. I countdown until my door swings open. I fire the moment that door opens. I didn't even get a good look at who it was. When I get up to leave I realized... I know this man. It was my father. tears start coming down my face like a waterfall being chase by TLC. I run, get in my car, and head straight to my psychologist. I don't know who else to talk to. I tell him the whole story. He then says, 'You shouldn't be sad, your daddy's still alive' I say, 'what?' That's when he tells me, 'I am your dad' I didn't know if I should've felt happy or sad. Then I blacked out... and when I opened my eyes, he was dead. I had shot him! I had killed my father! I start to hear sirens. I jump back in my car and start driving again. Tears coming my eyes even more. My vision is blurred. Right then an old lady starts to cross the road. I slam on my breaks. I loose control on the car and hit her... An innocent old lady. I get out and run over to her to see she is barely alive. I bend down next to her not able to express how sorry I was. She then says to me quietly, 'I forgive you... son' That's when I realized... this innocent old lady I killed was my dad. Tears come down my face more than ever. I then woke up and the same thing happened again. |
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4letr
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