• Why? Why? Why? Why? Why!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
    I fell to the marbled floor; with the sword stuck in my stomach.
    I wanted to gag, but I didn't.
    Wanted to hate my sister for the pain she caused on me, but I loved her.
    Wanted to be tough, but I wasn't.
    Wanted to cry, so I did.
    My sister's last words that lingered painfully in my ear: “How dare you do it, but you paid with your life so burn in HELL!” It played like a movie ....blood splattering on her komodo as she stabbed me , me falling all I could do was laugh .But this was real, no dream .....No fantasying......it was real and I was going to die.
    The guards grabbed her with no hesitation and dismay. The Lord (her soon to be hubbie would decide her fate.)
    Medical attention was given to me but no good, my heart stopped and so did time it's self.
    I was gone, I was dead........I lost to much blood .........and it cost me.