Murderess- the story unfolds

A is for the anger pouring out of you when I disobeyed your wishes to stay at home and not go to work.

B is for the blood that stained my dress the first time you slapped me in the face.

C is for crying you\'re sorry for beating me up.

D is for the desire to run away when you repeatedly kicked me, punched me and slammed me on the wall.

E is for expecting me to forgive your infidelity when you cheated on me.

F is for forgetting that you are a human with a sick and twisted mind.

G is for the gun that you kept pointing at our children when I say that I\'m leaving you.

H is for hatred that\'s been building up for you in our innocent young children.

I is for instructing the children to leave the house when you are sleeping.

J is for jamming our bedroom door to lock you inside.

K is for kneeling on the carpeted floor and grabbing your gun from under the living room sofa.

L is for lying awake on the sofa waiting for you to wake up.

M is for the morning sun that greeted me when I heard you banged our bedroom door.

N is for the nasty cut you got on your arm when you managed to break the door.

O is for the opportunity to pull the trigger and get it over with.

P is for the pain I feel in my shoulders when you pinned me hard on the floor.

Q is for the queasiness that crept at the back of my throat when you smiled evilly at me.

R is for the remorse that I thought I saw in your eyes before you kissed me goodbye.

S is for slowly cutting my air supply while I tried to get your strong hands off my neck.

T is for telling myself that the children are safe at my mother\'s house.

U is for underestimating my strength and will to survive this ordeal.

V is for the vicious side of you that makes me grabbed the gun I dropped earlier.

W is for the wickedly loud groan coming from you when I shot you in the chest.

X is for Xavier...your name that I uttered for the first time in a while.

Y is for yelling sorry and that I didn\'t mean to hurt you.

Z is for the zero amount of pity from the juries when I was trial in court for attempted murder.

And so, I was sentenced to twenty-five years in prison. This is my story. The story of a murderess. I purposedly tell my story in alphabets because I am not a writer. I am not good with words. I only hope that no other women will have the same fate as mine.

Yours truly,

Nora