The wind never felt so good as to the way my feet hitting the rocky ground is touching my feet. IM flying mama , I'm finally flying. But right now the safety of my sister is my responsibility. As i ran i saw the police station with the lights flickering in the front. I suddenly took a turn right inside , thankfully there was a person at the front desk.
" Please can someone help me and my sister pleassse someone help me" i saw the officer gasp in excitement and ran to my rescue. "What's wrong" she asked as she held my body close to hers. "My sister .... My sis—-" then i saw complete darkness. What had happened to me. Am i okay. Am i dead. Is something wrong. I watched as my life flashed before my eyes. The day i was born , the same exact day my mother died. As to the day my father first laid eyes on me , to the day he picked up a drink and saw my mother in me and touched me. Is this what we call life. To be born , to live in torture of poverty and abuse. Do you know how hard it got to hide my pain and my scars from my school. Why does it feel like this is the end of life. The sigh of relief had escaped my lips. So I'm still alive. Just probably tired from all the running. I finally opened my eyes. A bunch of people of all colors staring at me. "Uh..." i looked around once more before the thought of my sister came into mind . " My sister .... Where is my sister" a bunch of confused faces looked at me then at each other then back at me . Someone suddenly stepped up to me "sweetie you just walked in here screaming your sister then you passed out. We have no whereabouts of where your sister could be" my soul then went numb. Like a piece of me has been taken away forever. "391 sunny road lane , my dad has been hitting us when he's drunk , and has been and has been ." Tears bursts out of my eyes as i told them everything that had happened when i went into that house. Two officers grabbed their guns and shields before parting into their vehicles , another officer offered me a change of clothes , a shower , and a nice hot plate of food.
Seconds has turned into minutes , and minutes has turned into hours. Still no sign of my sister. I turned to the lady officer who was doing paperwork at her desk , "how long will it take for them to come back?" The lady officer looks down at her watch , then looks at the hanging clock "should be sometime now , would you like to read a magazine or a book to calm you down." I shook my head no as I continuously chewed on my fingertips , tearing a nail from corner to corner . "Ouch!" I winced. Blood started pouring from my finger. "Here's a band-aid." The officer approached me with a first aid kit , i looked at her up and down and started thinking about my mom instantly. If she was still alive , will i be here where i am right now. I feel my heart throbbing. Why does it hurt so bad? Why does my life gotta be this way . Bright Lights approaches the window , i suddenly got up and ran towards it. My feet hitting the rocky ground like once before , but why isn't anyone running towards me. "Serenity" i yelled. "Serenity get out the car we are finally safe ..." no one answered. One of the officers gets out the car holding his hat towards his chest as he walks up to me. I dont know what this means but the energy around here does not feel good at all.
"I'm so sorry hun ...." The tone of his melancholy voice was the final bomb that exploded my heart. "Nooo!" I screamed . "SERENITYYY!!!!!!" My chest kept clenching in pain , is this what a heart attack feels like . My life has fallen apart in just a matter of one night. As im kneeling to the ground , sobbing my life away i overheard the two officers talking.
"What happened?" The female officer asked.
"Their father is a sick fuck. How can you do that to your own daughter" he put his head in his hand feeling the guilt through his veins . The tone of his voice sounded like he wished he made it there in time . But he was to late.
"What do you mean what did he do "
"He raped his daughter as he suffocated her with a pillow case. Then .... Then...." He took a deep sigh "once he was done he shot her in the face then shot himself committing suicide. It was the most gruesome scene ever"
"Serenity im so sorry , i was to late" i whispered.
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Love and War (Book I)
Ficción General" Whenever I am with you , I am not myself. It's like the self that I was has been locked away in a cage far far far away , as its being guarded by the security of my other personalities. But i like not being myself , cause myself has been through...
