Guest Crimson Spade Posted January 7, 2011 Posted January 7, 2011 im sorry ive wrote so much but i came up with drain from the heart out of the blue then i rememberd this post. My Best Friend Killed Herself Everyone is telling me to get over the fact that my best friend killed herself last week. My parents keep telling me 'Oh, you hardly knew the girl, get over it' but the thing is, I knew her more than her parents did. I knew what went throuhg her head, who she liked, all her favourite things... I even knew that she was born at 7:53 in the morning! We used to do everything together! But the worst thing is, her mum won't let me keep her old teddy bear, patchy, that she wanted me to have! I just don' know how to cope with all of this! -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- so i wrote To the fallen and ive been thinking of my futer and this is my worst fear. I stare down the telescopic sights of my rifle whating for my target thinking if my wife and daughter and how much she must have grown over th past 9 months ive been in this desert i spot my target ajust my sight for the range and squeez the trigger i feel the rifle buck but all i here is a slit snap like a rubber band as the bullet passes the silencer i watch as the bullet sprays my targets heart on the wall behind him. I hear the voise of hq say mission complet evac i route as i bord the chopper i hear hq say i got bad new leutenet you wife and daughter have been killed as i sit in shock i ask how. They were murdered in a home invasion you headed state side now. i did nothing but cry the intire flight.As i left there funeral i was aproched by the detective on the case of there murder he said he knew who did it but couldent do anething to arrest him he gave me the mans name. Isearched for weeks and finaly found him as i broke down the door with my 45. in hand he jumped for a gun on the table i pulled the trigger twice one shot per shoulder i put around in his left knee then his right stareing into his eyes watching the pure agony swim threw them i put a round in each hand as he screamed and begged i put the final round in his heart. i heard a gun blast from behind i felt the slug pass threw my right lung as i hit the floor i watched as the gun was aimed at my face watched as fire shot from the barrel then all was black comple darkness then my family apeard before me and walked me to my new home in death.
punk301 Posted January 7, 2011 Posted January 7, 2011 its okay but i suggest u remake these in a poem like appearance
Guest Crimson Spade Posted January 7, 2011 Posted January 7, 2011 hey thanks 301 but its more of a story to me and im not to good with words so i do my best. ps your one of the best writers ive read on here so any tips ar welcome thanks
punk301 Posted January 7, 2011 Posted January 7, 2011 oh why thank u, but if its a story thats totally diffrent, and plse call me Shane
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