SAVE HER
"Don't do it, please" I said in pleading tone as I looked at her I saw the pity in her eyes. I can see that she's planning to do something horrible.
"I called you to save her," my voice crack at my own sentence. Why?
"You could have save her. You could have been strong but you refuse," she said as if she's telling me that I had a choice to fight back. That somehow I can save her.
"Save her please.... save her," I said but she only smiled and whisper "Open your eyes and save her," she said.
"Monica! quit staring at the mirror and clean your mess!" my step-mother shout and I quickly replied "Yes ma'am"
I looked back at my reflection and look at myself. When will I be able to save her.... to save myself?
I'm too weak, I can't fight. She said that I can fight, my reflection told me that I can have my freedom as long I wanted too. Please somebody save me and let me out of this miserable life.
Maybe I can..... somehow I can escape this misery. Nobody can save you but yourself. I thought as I look at the knife that I'm holding. I walked across the room and enter to my step-mother's office. This is my home, she has no rights to threat me like this.
"Ahh.... finally. I have my peace and freedom. I am finally free. Now what should I do with this dead body?" I think as I looked at the bloody and messy floor full of blood stained.
Her screams satisfied me, I want to hear it again. Thank you self, now we are finally FREE.
- 𝐄𝐧𝐝
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