My Sweet Vengeance

Prologue

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"The incessant sound of crisp gun shots thunderously boombed in the air one after the other. Screeching screams and groaning of men suffering in pain before they take their last breath echoed in the room where a little girl was hiding under the table shivering in terror."

"As the desparate unnatural sound of men crying in agony continued. The little girl held her breath and stayed still while she involuntarily began praying all of this comes to an end. Terror drove her to cover her ears from the rapid horrific sound of gunfire and people begging for their life's that did not stop. The more she heard of it the more fear filled her."

"After everlasting moments of gunfire it eventually stopped. Filling the air around in painfully odd silence. Like a day after a storm that destroyed everything and left."

"Tears seeped through her eyes and soaked her delicate cheek. Cold fear clutched her heart when she thought whether her father or her could make it alive. Just when this thought crossed her mind. The door of the room she was asked to stay in to keep her safe flung open, hitting the wall and shaking it."

"The little girl flinched at the loud sound. Her eyes stretched wide in horror. When she saw two pairs of legs standing by the door. The expensive shiny leather shoes had a little blood splattered on them. Seeing the pair of legs lurch closer to the table rattled her. Her body immediately reacted by cowering deeper under the table, hiding in the darkness away from the source of light so not even an inch of skin could be seen."

"She felt the rush of panic when the pair of legs walk in the direction of the table. Her hand instantly clasped her mouth shut before the screamed forced its way through her throat."

"She attempted to breathe softly in spite of her state of panic. Since she didn't want anyone who has entered the room to find out her presence. Bringing her knees over her chest, she curled herself into a ball but the other hand never left her mouth afraid if she retracted her arm the scream would force its way out."

Thud --thud -- thud

"The sound of boots collading the shiny marble floor made the hair on the back of her neck bristle and a shiver coursed down her spine. Her heart accelerated as the footsteps neared the table."

"She felt like her heart stopped beating the moment the pair of legs stood right in front the table that she was hiding under. Many ugly thoughts lingered her mind all together. She started to accept that her chance of survival was very slim."

"Just when her hope alternated with despair and she prepared to accept her ill fate. A familiar soothing voice gave her a glimmer of hope."

Doll? "Her father grunted. The pain in his voice manifested that he was hurt." Serefina ? "Her father called her once again. Tears of relief and happiness croused through her exhuasted eyes. Her eyes were exhuasted from waiting for her father."

"The wait was finally over. The storm have already passed. Nobody can hurt her father anymore. Nobody can take her only parent away from her! Warmth flashed through, easing her pain and making her forget she ever witnessed such a day in hope of waiting for her father to come to her alive from a deadly situation."

"She finally took a breath of relief the moment she heard her father's familiar voice. They survived, her father survived! he came to rescue her!!"

"Serefina gathered herself and decided to crawl out of the table so she could let her father hold her in his arms. Shower her with lots of love and tell her it was over! They are safe and can go home."

"Her father crouched down to pick her out from under the table until he stopped midway when lots of heavy footsteps sounded out of the room's door. Calling her father's name frantically."