An' one day you'll feel what i feel.
Despise
I could see him from a distance. It was then i knew he was found innocent, by the blinded judge, obviously she didnt know what the trouble he’d caused my whole family.
He looked all happy that he’d gotten away from what his done, but somewhere inside him, i knew he feels regret and fear. i looked him straight in the eye, i despised him. This feeling in me, i want to get it out. It is the feeling of heart-break, misery, taunting memories and thoughts that keep flashing back through my mind. From that second on i knew what he was, he was not a human being but was a heartless murderer.
This silence is surrounding me, the room dead quiet as my eyes look into his, taking me back to that one very moment, right after he’d done what he’d did, it was unforgetable, it was unforgivable and yet he is so called ‘innocent’. I pity him!
It was one one of those rare beautiful days for Melbourne, i was to take my lovely little sister, Zoe, aged 9, to the park. She was one who had a bright future ahead of her, she was smart and talented. When i’d looked away from her she was playing happily by herself in the sand pit.
All of a sudden i heard Zoe cry drastically, i heard fear in the cry, it was loud and horrible. I look for where Zoe was, i was shaking, i’d never heard her cry like that, ever. i was hoping that she was ok. And there i saw him, he was standing right infront of Zoe, holding her with one hand on her back. He let go of her and she fell straight onto the surface of the sandpit. Her eyes seemed wide opened starring into mine. Zoe had been stabbed, murdered. I was terrified, what kind of person would do this to someone? As i stood there with disbelief, looking the murderer in the eyes, just like now.
That moment of Zoe falling into the sandpit, her looking me straight in the eye as her life flashes past her, kept flashing back in my mind. This isn’t something i’d want to remember for the rest of my life. i just want to forget it.
As the killer looks into my eyes, i see fear in his eyes, as in, he knew he’d one day feet the exact pain that i feel.
He looked all happy that he’d gotten away from what his done, but somewhere inside him, i knew he feels regret and fear. i looked him straight in the eye, i despised him. This feeling in me, i want to get it out. It is the feeling of heart-break, misery, taunting memories and thoughts that keep flashing back through my mind. From that second on i knew what he was, he was not a human being but was a heartless murderer.
This silence is surrounding me, the room dead quiet as my eyes look into his, taking me back to that one very moment, right after he’d done what he’d did, it was unforgetable, it was unforgivable and yet he is so called ‘innocent’. I pity him!
It was one one of those rare beautiful days for Melbourne, i was to take my lovely little sister, Zoe, aged 9, to the park. She was one who had a bright future ahead of her, she was smart and talented. When i’d looked away from her she was playing happily by herself in the sand pit.
All of a sudden i heard Zoe cry drastically, i heard fear in the cry, it was loud and horrible. I look for where Zoe was, i was shaking, i’d never heard her cry like that, ever. i was hoping that she was ok. And there i saw him, he was standing right infront of Zoe, holding her with one hand on her back. He let go of her and she fell straight onto the surface of the sandpit. Her eyes seemed wide opened starring into mine. Zoe had been stabbed, murdered. I was terrified, what kind of person would do this to someone? As i stood there with disbelief, looking the murderer in the eyes, just like now.
That moment of Zoe falling into the sandpit, her looking me straight in the eye as her life flashes past her, kept flashing back in my mind. This isn’t something i’d want to remember for the rest of my life. i just want to forget it.
As the killer looks into my eyes, i see fear in his eyes, as in, he knew he’d one day feet the exact pain that i feel.