this tragic day

once again just another random write...

Her wedding dress had never been worn before this tragic day.  Her shoes had never been worn either.
Her make up distinguished her face, too bad it was smeared by the blood form her head.  Her dress was no longer a beautiful white,it is now a red no one can put a name to.  Her shoes hadn't even taken five steps befor she hit the floor.  As her killer stood motionless, her fiance could see the pain rush through her body as a bullet smashed and crammed it's way through her skull.  This once lively young woman is now laying dead on the floor of the church she will soon have her funeral in.  Her life was given so easily and it has been taken so effortlessly.

Reviews

[Prose-full]

dark....i still like it
there was a bit of suspence to it too..like that as well