Slowly, I stopped moving to allow the bullets to shoot me

I felt billions of them hitting me

Soon after, they were followed by large white fire balls

They struck
Hard amd powerful

It hurt - but not as much as he hurt me

My heart beat quickened as I felt my, now wet and damp, hair

I ran towards my extensive, blood-curling mansion (one which was said to be haunted) and sat there looking out of the window

He had to do that: look me in the eye and say goodbye.