Dear bully,
I shot you...
It was an accident really, I didn't think I would actually have the guts to aim at you.
Now why did I have a gun?
Well, I was supposed to go hunting alone but I found my way to your house.
The second you opened the door revealing your face all memories of when you hurt me came crashing back.
It hurts to know the person i once loved turned into my bully.
My love for you was washed away years ago.
When I shot you, you stood there confused until you fell back blood pouring out from your side.
I screamed.
I was scared.
I shot you but you deserve the pain.
Its how I felt every time you hurt me.
But why am I regretting shooting you?
Why am I standing next to you watching you die? If I regret shooting you why am I smiling?
I walked away and entered my car driving away as I heard the ambulance sirens.
You did start this battle, but I'm ending it.
Love,
Roxy