My Life Now

I hid in the shadows, under the table, watching from afar. My best friend was fighting with the man, punching and kicking trying to stay alive. I wanted to help, but I was tired and done, my ribs hurt from all the fighting and I felt like I could pass out at any moment. But I couldn't let her struggle alone, I had to be there with her. I saw the glass table next to me and knew what I ahd to do. I smashed it with all the strength I could muster from inside of me breaking the glass into millions of tiny shards. Grabbing the biggest one I could find I ran up behind the man and jabbed him as hard as a could somewhere between his lungs or ribs. I looked into his face, he was the reason my parents were dead, he was the man that ruined so many lives. I felt a sudden wave of anger, I wanted to get revenge, for the first time in my life I wanted to kill. And I did. The shard of glass I pierced into him over and over was like the shard of glass that was pierced into my own heart. My friend and I left him unconcious. He was later found to be dead. I couldn't believe that I had killed a man with my own hands. I was completely dishonered and could never look at myself the same way again. But I felt no remorse.