the killer is one

I wanted to be alone but l didn't know that it was torture for me. After all the memories that l spent with my husband came back to me one by one. Even the smallest events happened between us. From the time l first saw him when he was shot till his death. I couldn't sleep even when l laid on bed. I realized that have depended so much on him. It never occurred to me that his death will come this sudden. . I mind then drifted to the person responsible for my husband's death and l know for sure that l won't spare him!/her.

When night time came, l took my kids and slept in my room with them. It took me ages to finally fall asleep. Alot of thoughts came into my mind again my body was tired but couldn't give in into slumber . A sleepless night is the same as a dreamless night which means a hopeless life. But l wasn't going to live that life. I have to raise three beautiful angels and my parents are still alive.And l have to revenge too. Yes l have to live for the sake of that. .

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