Floor creaked. The loud and squeaky sounds filled the room. The light creamy floor, that smelled like typical Wild West, were colored with deep dark rosey color.
The jeam slowly spilled on the wooden floor. It glistened from the bright sun that shine merciless.
Her family, the memories with her, the house..
Everything was destroyed.
The sight of her siblings ripped and sew together while a lot of jam were slipping away from the mess of them. They looked like a pile of a corpse smiling in pain.
Her mother laying on a counter with a pistol stabbed in her head in the sink while the water was running. The blood mixed with water was dripping a lot like a waterfall from the sink because the hole couldn't suck so fast and the jam with the hair blocked most of the entrance.
Her father laid down as his body was leaning against the wall. There was something missing as up his body a gush of blood still fresh like it exploded. His head was missing.
Her eyes couldn't believe what she was seeing right now.
Her siblings?
Dead and sew together.
Her mother?
Stabbed with gun and drowned in the sink
Her father?
His head being chopped down.
She couldn't believe who merciless and brutal cookie would do that. What was the reason behind this? They never ever had any conflicts with other families so much.
Who was that?
She will hunt the cookie down until they will be dead.
She wants that cookie know how she is feeling.
She lost her family that was dearest for her.
They were nice and caring.
Why her siblings needed to be killed as they were just innocent children seeing through colored glasses at the world?
Why them?
She doesn't understand why.
She will get her answer probably.
She wanted to meet and shoot the cookie down for the crime they did.
Her knees bend over her weight. She couldn't control it. She felt weak at the moment.
The tears creeped into her cookie eyes. She didn't wanted to cry but the body decided in other way. It fell down on her cheek as she stared at the mess in front of her.
She felt she could vomit in any time.
Her tears fell down on the wooden floor silently.
She still couldn't believe what happened
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One-shots or small stories
Short StoryI'll write there when I'm bored and don't have any idea of a chapter in another book. There'll be many fandoms. I might add some later
