The Late Zone

Sally laid on her bed in her bedroom and reflected upon her life. She reflected upon her large number of failed relationships and how her Heart had been broken too many times. She knew she was sensitive, but she always felt tragic after a failed relationship and her heart felt like it was suffering. Sally looked around and remembered all the many faces of men that had been in her bedroom. She could still smell the aroma of some of them on her bed sheets and in the air and she could remember some of the romantic things some of the men had done for her, such as cook hera candle light meal.

So there she was, in her Bedroom trying to recover her broken heart. Sally knew this wasn't what she wanted. She wanted to be out there, living a glammed up life, having meals by Candle light prepared for her and even making love under the candle light.

Sally decided to join some dating services. She didn't see why not. She had nothing to lose and perhaps she would find a decent man who would care for her, cherish for her, and most importantly love her.

Of course, with Sally's luck, dating services never delivered any blossoming romances to her. She began to comtemplate living a lonely life. No man. No children. She even contemplated how she would probably die alone or at least be old and have nobody by her side because it just felt that Sally's destiny didn't include a soul mate.

Sally decided to take revenge. Seeing loved up couples in the streets or at the park with their children, or just hearing people talk about their boyfriends or girlfriends was too overwhelming for Sally. She felt the world was against her and decided to take action.

Sally bought a gun. A loaded rifle. She also bought a black outfit which would seal her identity. She figured that if romance was not the answer, then violence was. So she planned her attack. She headed towards a nearby bank which always had numbers of customers in there. She placed her hand on the trigger and a loud shot was heard.