C27 A TEACHER?

I stormed out of the house, my whole body shaking. I was weak as fuck. I was also scared, but not for myself. I was scared of myself.

"Who the fuck are you?" I threw into the air.

Why was it as soon as I held the gun, a thrill had run through me? I had enjoyed every bit of the lone shot I fired. I had even wanted to go on, but I had to put myself under control.

That was when the hysterics came