Mar 2014
there never really was a way to describe
you. were you a good person? i never
truly could decide. either you were dancing
with me or hitting a man and forcing him to
kneel and shooting him. that man could have
grown up to be a serial killer, but you took away
the chance that her would pick another option.
definitely, you were violent, but i can't very well
tell that to my mother and my family and friends.
i suppose you were my protector, right up to
the day you died. taking a bullet. for me.
you. were you a good person? i never
truly could decide. either you were dancing
with me or hitting a man and forcing him to
kneel and shooting him. that man could have
grown up to be a serial killer, but you took away
the chance that her would pick another option.
definitely, you were violent, but i can't very well
tell that to my mother and my family and friends.
i suppose you were my protector, right up to
the day you died. taking a bullet. for me.
i recognize that "if there's enough time for a person to jump in front of a bullet, then the original target could move" is viable, but considering the people that this character is involved with, there are multiple situations in which no physical jumping in front of a bullet occurs but the shooter just changes their mind about their target.
example: shooter is going to **** the girl first, but the guy begs the shooter to let her live and shoot him instead.
example two: the girl can't move because she's chained, or tied (which is very likely) and in a struggle with the shooter, the guy gets shot. the possibilities are endless.
i'm just explaining this because i once let my friend read this and he lectured me on my hopeless romanticism. it can make sense.
example: shooter is going to **** the girl first, but the guy begs the shooter to let her live and shoot him instead.
example two: the girl can't move because she's chained, or tied (which is very likely) and in a struggle with the shooter, the guy gets shot. the possibilities are endless.
i'm just explaining this because i once let my friend read this and he lectured me on my hopeless romanticism. it can make sense.
