Time went by slowly. The clock would tick away without doubt, like it was the only one there. Just a few more seconds . 5…4…3…2….1. Giant white flashes fill the sky with its bright glory.

People would scream and cry like banshees. 

I walk out with no fear in my eyes, just power and domination comes across my mind. Finally people will regret what they've done to me! They always would just sit there as I was hurt. My heart was torn out of my chest, my guts spilt all over the floor, but I won't forgive them.

Their screams gave me pleasure for what I have done. 

“Look at me now,” I scream. “I'm doing better than I have ever done! I was murdered and slautered for what I don't know. I was just trying to live but all of you ruined that.  So now you beg me in mercy, asking to save all of your poor worthless souls, but I won't.”

Smoke tints the air with its anger. I smile and walk into the unforgivable darkness as people scream for me. Somehow I feel guilty for what I have done, but why? Why do I want to help if they wronged me? I deserve revenge! Right?

The darkness pulls me in. Anger covers my soul  with doubt. Am I a monster? Am I mistaken? Am I the villain? I keep wondering if there is something there to wonder about. I am  terrible. I am evil. No one can see my part of the story. No one can see my screams for help. No one can hear my screams for mercy. I am no hero. All my heroes think I'm the villain. But I'm not.

I'm someone who is scared of the world and the people in it. I have felt thoughts of just ending my hero's pain by getting rid of me. I just don't have the guts to do it. I feel scared and weak like I can't do anything right, but I'm not the only one. That is how I'm alive today. People are misunderstood like me, so,”Am  I the Villain?