Attacked

I felt nothing as I fired the gun, no regret, no fear. My mind was numb with only the thoughts of how much I hated this scumbag. His eyes widened with surprise then agony when the bullet pierced his stomach. He fell to the floor, and slowly bled out.
My face must look terrifying, with my eyes blank and a grin of
satisfaction on my face.
Slowly the grin crept off my face and the life returned to my eyes. As I began to realize what has just happened. But all was not lost, my life wasn't over,
it was just self defense. I pulled out my phone that had been tossed across the room and dialed 911. The phone rang then a peppy girl answered "911 what is your emergency?"
Just then the scumbag grabbed the gun I had dropped, pointed it at me and fired. Fortunately, the gun was empty and he discarded it with a grunt.
"Mam?" The peppy girl asked. " I've been attacked and I shot the man....." My voice was shaky and my body felt exhausted."Help is on the way." I laugh hysterically as I question my sanity.The phone fell from my hands and the sound of sirens engulfed senses, as I lay in the blood of the scumbag.
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