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You ever been angry? I mean really angry. Angry enough to kill. So angry you see red and black out? Angry enough till everyone's voice is nothing but mumbles. Pure anger. Everything in me wanted to kill him. I grabbed the gun with every intention on shooting him. I wanted to because I felt like I should have known. I should have never left her alone with him ever. I should have known how he was. That shouldn't have ever happened. If I was being a good brother, it never would of happened.

I wanted to kill him because of all the pain he brought to her. I figured it wasn't the first time that happened because those were the same scared cries from her sleep. He gave her nightmares. He made her have low self- esteem. It was all him. He was a monster but I was just as bad by failing as a brother. Worrying about some cigarettes and something for Erika, my sister was almost raped.

I should have killed him.

I recalled how I felt while in the backseat of the police car. Seeing red were small words compared to how I reacted to his actions towards my sister. Without even thinking, I had clenched my fist and pulled back to smash his face wide open. The fury that raged through me. It was worse than any other fight I had ever been in. I couldn't stop. Even when I stopped to go in my room, anger buzzed around me. I grabbed the gun out my drawer and as I was walking back into the living room where he was laying, all that kept running through my mind was the terrified look on my sister’s face as she saw me half kill him. I hated him for what he did but I also hated him for what he made me look like through my sisters eyes. I looked like more than a druggie at that moment, more than a thief. I had become a murderer.