My Family's Descriptive Essay: Revenge

The death of a mother, so sweet and nice. A loving mother pierced by a bullet. And for what purpose...? Revenge? The empty feeling of losing someone so close shatters my already broken heart. What is there to do without the love of a mother? A love that you’ll never find anywhere else, a person that cares more deeply about you than her own self. Revenge is a useless word that requires action before meaning. Revenge is a word that should fall down the same grave my mother fell in; a word that should be kicked out of humanity removed and destroyed for all I care. No one knows what they have until they lost it, that’s just life. Even the poorest of mothers give everything they can to their family, the people with nothing left give the most. A

I bring a crew of four, all of them are more dangerous than an entire gang. We wait two hours and finally they arrive we put a paper bag on top of their heads and held it tightly enough for it to make them unconscious. We tied their hands and chucked them into the van. We bring them to the mansion’s garage enough to fit hundred people inside, sit them down on a wooden chair that 's already half broken, tie their hands behind the chair and spit on them to wake them up. They look very confused and agitated. I hit them hard enough to fling the chair with them and begin questioning. “Were you involved...” “Did you do it?!” “DID YOU BLOODY DO IT! YOU WORTHLESS PILE OF SHIT,” I ask indirect questions, but they understood. One man replies “Why would I tell you?” I get increasingly filled with temper enough for the crew of four to use all their might to stop me from destroying his skull. “If you don’t tell me…” I pause as I hold the gun to his forehead. The second man replies trembling in fear “Ah screw it, IT 'S NOT LIKE I BLOODY CARE ANYWAYS WHAT ARE YOU GONNA DO KILL ME?” Shouting from the top of his lungs “YEAH I KILLED YOUR MOTHER SO BLOODY WHAT, I’ve been prepared to die since the moment I put the gun to her head.” Immediately I fell back, I WILL MAKE THESE MEN