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You will go to hell for what you have done”

I turned and faced her. If I was to have an audiance right now, I could think of none better. Her face distorted with grief.  I never knew that someones grief would make me feel so elated, proud even. I didn’t realize I had that in me.   I didn’t realize I had this in me either.

Finally I found my voice, a voice  that had been taken from me so long ago. “Hell” I laughed. “Hell will be a welcome relief”, I’d not felt this calm for years. I looked down at my bare feet, a puddle of warm blood forming around them. Even his lifeless body demanded submission.  I  gripped the knife tighter.  “Never again” I whispered. “Never again”....