He'd cut her wrists so she'd cry out in pain. He'd rape her
till she screamed bloody murder, she didn't know why he
enjoyed her pain. One time he even pushed her out of his
moving car, with her hands tied behind her back. She almost
died that time. A slap to her face brought her back to
reality. He had the gun pointed at her heart. Her eyes
started to water, and now she knew why he enjoyed her pain.
He enjoyed it because it gave him pleasure. She watched him
cock the hammer, she knew he wouldn't stop now, because he
had his finger around the trigger she sighed one last time,
and with a pull of a trigger, and the plunging of a bullet,
her life ended.