‘Till Death Do Us Part.

I laughed and cried all at the same time. I watched the blood drain from his head, and neck. This was my biggest accomplishment yet. I finally got that bastard rite where I wanted his ass. I could hear the sirens in the distance. One of my nosey ass neighbors must have called the police again, thinking that maybe he put his hands on me again.. Ooh but are they wrong. I was startled by his coughing. He began to speak. “ Please baby, don’t do this. Nika, u don’t have to do this. I’m sorry for everyth- “SHUT UP!!!!” I screamed at the top of my longs. “ I don’t care how sorry u are. U shud have been sorry two years ago when u first put ur hands on me”. He coughed summore. “ karma is a mutha aint it. that’s wat u always told me” I said as I cocked my gun one last time for his final blow to the head. “NO!!!” He screamed. (BANG!!!)

pretty good .

check your spelling . shouldn't chop up your words in a story .

bumpz !