His Death

If a genie would appear before me and ask for my three wishes, I wouldn’t hesitate to ask him to kill a certain man. Yes, I would definitely spend this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to kill the person I hate the most. Of course I know it’s wrong, it’s even considered a mortal sin. But I am having some exceptions, especially to this person that I can’t even afford to hear his name.

After spending a year of relationship with him, I couldn’t believe how I brought myself to letting him abuse me like that. And now that our relationship is over, the only thing I have for him is anger. This isn’t because of bitterness. Heck, I’d slice my own finger if it were the case. Despite his mistakes, that jerk didn’t even apologize. He tried to win me back by talking sweetly (like I’d fall for that), but didn’t even think of apologizing.

I am not in the state of forgiving him; my anger is just too overwhelming. I became depressed because of his abuse, so I can’t afford to forget what he did. So this is why I want his death. The memory of our relationship pierces me and I want him to feel the same poignant feeling he caused me.