I Am A Bullet

Giving the bullet a personality of a human who wanted to be loved but instead is made for hate.


1. I Am A Bullet

When I was made, I was made for hatred and hurt, when in fact I wanted to be made for love and kindness, but who would care about me and my feelings when all they want is to kill. As the trigger is pulled I cut through the air, like a car racing to its destination, I want to stop to a halt but I can't: I have no choice but to go through with it. As I pierce through the soft layer of skin, I plunge into a river of blood and that's where my journey stops to a halt. I wait in silence to be taken out I am slowly dying- drowning in the river of blood.

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