I had just came back from walking my dogs and I was just in my house, There was no one expected to come in that day and I had a lot of organizing to do, All of a sudden there was a knock on the door loud KNOCK, I was asking myself who would come unless it was a religious group (Jehovas Witness,etc.), Then my mom was telling me to get the door to see who it was, I looked from the kitchen and I had seen that it was John, John the guy who I had insulted many years ago.... He had roses in one hand and knocking on the other hand, My grandma was trying to get the door and said Its John, He is here aren't you going to talk to him?, Why would he want to talk to me I asked myself?, Years without speaking to each other and all of a sudden "POOF" he appears, There was a part of me that wanted to open the door and say what do you want, other part that said we need to talk yet he deserves no pity, How was I suppose to confront him?, You don't h
