“Why”
I looked at him with a blank stare and replied
“Why not?”
I cocked the gun back one more time, closed my eyes and fired a bullet right at his head.
I was running faster than i ever have before, the smell of fear and satisfactory beaded off me with every drop of sweat, I kept running and didn't stop until I reached my driveway. I walked in the house and saw my mom in the kitchen cooking dinner,
“What's for dinner momma?” i asked
“Your favorite, chicken tacos” she replied
I gave her a big smile and went to room to figure out what to do next. I got too excited i forgot to dispose of the weapon so i just threw it back in