Abortion Argumentative Essay 2
“ I had to do what I had to do. He was beating me, because he had come home from the pub drunk and wanted to take his boredom out on his wife A.K.A his daily punch bag. Some days were worse than others. Now and again he would just scream in my face and give me a few slaps and punches, but about once or twice a week, I would get it really bad.
“Like one time, he was at the pub and I had gone to bed but at 3 in the morning. I was dragged out by my hair, thrown into the bathroom, and I got spat on and kicked in the face and also got urinated in the face by him, but he didn’t stop there, he then tied me up and made me watch him take a poo and started shoving my head down the toilet. He then turned on the shower and told me to wash myself because I was a dirty dog and needed cleaning.”
Jon then walked out of the room, and screamed, “Woman, you try anything funny and I’ll finish the job next time, you dog!”
I really wanted to go out there and kill him. But I knew that wouldn’t be satisfying enough, so I started to plan my revenge. At first, I thought I’d just call the police, but then I thought the revenge option sounded so much better. So I was thinking of what I could do, when it hit me. I had watched a film the day before, and the man started off cutting his victims toes, then fingers off, then legs, then arms and watched until they died. That was exactly what I was going to do. 5 years of beatings to 30 minutes of torture sounds about right. You may think I’m mad in the head, but I’m not, I’m just angry.
After I thought of my amazing idea, yesterday I slept on the sofa and woke up nice and early the next morning, and thought things through, like the date and time, where and items I’ll need for the procedure. So, it’s his birthday next week, and I’m going to say I’ve got a massive surprise present for him in the basement. I’ll blind fold him and say you can take it off now and smash him in the head with a hammer, so he is knocked out, then I tie him down to the
“Like one time, he was at the pub and I had gone to bed but at 3 in the morning. I was dragged out by my hair, thrown into the bathroom, and I got spat on and kicked in the face and also got urinated in the face by him, but he didn’t stop there, he then tied me up and made me watch him take a poo and started shoving my head down the toilet. He then turned on the shower and told me to wash myself because I was a dirty dog and needed cleaning.”
Jon then walked out of the room, and screamed, “Woman, you try anything funny and I’ll finish the job next time, you dog!”
I really wanted to go out there and kill him. But I knew that wouldn’t be satisfying enough, so I started to plan my revenge. At first, I thought I’d just call the police, but then I thought the revenge option sounded so much better. So I was thinking of what I could do, when it hit me. I had watched a film the day before, and the man started off cutting his victims toes, then fingers off, then legs, then arms and watched until they died. That was exactly what I was going to do. 5 years of beatings to 30 minutes of torture sounds about right. You may think I’m mad in the head, but I’m not, I’m just angry.
After I thought of my amazing idea, yesterday I slept on the sofa and woke up nice and early the next morning, and thought things through, like the date and time, where and items I’ll need for the procedure. So, it’s his birthday next week, and I’m going to say I’ve got a massive surprise present for him in the basement. I’ll blind fold him and say you can take it off now and smash him in the head with a hammer, so he is knocked out, then I tie him down to the