The story of a mad woman

by: rebecca hayes

The day was inching it felt as though it had been centuries since the great day would come. Finally, it came. The day I would say "I do" in holy matrimony. I found myself suddenly panicking, and then it hit me, I couldn't feel anything, I wondered what had happened. Then, I realize my soul has escaped my body. This was no accident, but who, but why, It can't be. She was the only one there. "Samantha." Why? what motives? she couldn't have or could she?

My best friend in the world and suddenly I'm gone and she's not. The police were discussing and she was prime culprit. I overheard them saying, "We shall take her to court at dawn." I watch them walk away and then I see him He who I would never get to love long enough. I couldn't imagine how he must be feeling. The frustration, but I saw none of this. As I started to cry, I saw her I saw Samantha. All I could think was What is she doing here? Why are they smiling? Why are they hugging?"

Then I see a kiss pressed upon one another's sweet lips

It was a beautiful moment, but it must be stopped. I may not be here, but I can and I will stop this I will have my revenge.

Time was racing inches away from the court day, but how could I trust the law? It was time to take matters into my own hands. Soon I awake I look around

I check the bedside calendar and I see that a week has passed Not to the future, but to the past. I leave my apartment I walk the streets in misery and confusion.

Finally, I pass the alley separating me from them. I turn the corner and do my eyes deceive me? No.

I see them starring back at me. I take off my jacket Twist it around her neck until she no longer breathed a breath of life. My next victim was him, I did the same to the love of my life, but this time he struggled luckily, I had enough fury to contain him and then, he was gone. I made sure no one could trace back to me, so I tossed the evidence onto their bodies and grabbed a match. I lit it and placed it onto their bodies.

I watched them burn, almost as though I was amused. I looked back at his burning body and then said "Till death do us part" Had I gone mad?

Or was this just a great case of revenge?