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I blinked as I regained consciousness. I had hit my head hard, or had someone hit me? Then I realised I was holding a bloody knife in my hand. Feeling destabilized, I drop the knife on the floor unconsciously. then I realized I was not alone, there is a man lying helplessly on the floor...upon seeing him I started shivering in fear...what have I done I asked myself. why did I do it? why did I choose to stab him? he used to be the best thing that had ever happened to me...but then,he also stole my joy away from me. but then he hit me too,so it is tit for tat...why am I feeling this way.I achieved my aim shouldn't I be feeling fulfilled? I wanted to run away while leaving him there to die,but my legs were stiff
within a minutes, policemen arrived at the scene and I was taken to the station while he was taken to a hospital. this is not over I thought within myself
I spent days in the police custody without saying anything about what happened. they wouldn't stop probing me for answers. I kept my mouth sealed like I did nothing.
I was released when he opened his eyes. I was disappointed in myself. why wouldn't he die....
© Graciela