
I thought we were friends, I thought I could trust you. I didn't know; I didn't know your plans, your sinister thoughts, the twisted feelings you had for me. You hid it quite well. If only I knew; If only I knew we wouldn't be here, I would be six feet away from my family, and our people wouldn't be torn apart.
I wonder how you felt when it happened, were you full of your normal boyish giddiness, did you regret what you did or was it another day for you? I wonder what you gained, did you gain pride or satisfaction or was your heart as blank as it normally is? Did you have that sinking feeling in your gut that you've done something irreversible or did you feel accomplished at erasing me from this world in the most brutal way?
I know how I felt; shocked, betrayed, angry and afraid. I felt myself slowly dissipate from this world, I felt pain at the thought of my family, I felt angry at the world and most of all I felt pity for you. You gained way less than you lost and I know it would eat at you for the rest of your days. Now I know and the world knows, people's eyes have been opened to the evil in this world and you.
About the Creator
Mishael Robinson
I love writing. It's an escape for me, a place where I can lose myself. This is a page where I write about life, relatable stuff but in the most wonderful way possible. I really hope you enjoy them.


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