"Go! Leave now!" She yelled at me from across the room, and in the split second time slowed down as everything stopped my eyes looking into hers as, BAM right through the temple like butter slicing through her brain, and leaving the other side with no problem and there she dropped dead onto the ground papers flying in the air as guns were still blazing after she hit the ground. I barely knew her, I wanted to know her, I loved her, I hated her, it all came together in one big pot to stir up to her being dead in the middle of a cathedral floor her blood spreading along the ivory tiles and the pews and my running out of the burning building. You know what all pulled it together, It was our wedding day.
[This piece will be written from a man's perspective, and don't give me any damn lip because I don't write in men's perspective at all. Just give me some slack eh?]
Calamatous Intent IV Community Member 
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