The End Of My Pain
I asked him if he was ready to die. I told him I was going to blow his brains all over the sky. I put the gun to his head, then all I saw was red. His body landed on the floor, as I walked out the door. Because of all the torture that pathetic loser put me through, I put an end to his life, and the crimson proof was all over my shoes. I left him in a pool of his own blood, and it felt really good, for I had stopped all my pain when I put a bullet in his brain. Later that night, I got on a flight. I left my country to start a new life.