Karma

She stares at her sister
In a palm sized photo
Smiling widely like only children can do
Tightening her jaw
She crumples the picture
And climbs slowly up the stairs
A cold draft rolls in
From the front door she left open
Of the house of her sisters killer
Reaching the bedroom upstairs
The girl loads her shotgun
And cocks it
The sound wakes up the man
And he sits up, face hidden in the dark
"Who are you?!" he says
The girl smiles, "Karma"
And blows his legs clean off.
"Which explains why I'm such a bitch"
She laughs while the man screams and cries
"Why are you doing this to me?!" he shouts
She smiles grimly. "you killed my sister."
"no I didn't! I didn't!"
A new voice comes in and the true killer stands in the doorway.
Shed made a mistake
"I'm Karmas twin brother"
And he blows her head off
With the same gun he used to kill her sister