The little girl stare down her blood stained hands,her eyes widden in horror..tears threatening to fall down..
She has killed her own family..
She was only 10.
How will she face the truth..
"Good girl.."
She glances at where the voice was came..
A tall man in distant.His eyes warm his voice dripping venom..
"My..family"
She murmured..Tears rolling from her eyes..
The scissors in her hands remain in red.
"You are my family now,child"
She stares at the dead body on floor.
Her younger brother,her mom,her dad..
Everyones are gone..
EVERYONES ARE GONE..
WHAT KIND OF MONSTER SHE HAS BECAME.
"they deserve it for what they have done to you,my innocence child"
Said the man...He walked closer to her until she could feel his cold aura
"I will be your family now and then on"
He holds out his hand to her..
In her turmoil he is like the Jesus on Mose flooding..
Her savior..
GO TO HIM ..YOU WILL BE SAFE AND SOUD.
NO ONE CARED FOR YOU BESIDE HIM.
THEY DESERVED TO DIE
He..owes me...
Her widdened eyes glanced down to her bloodied family for a while..
And then,without a hesitation a strong grip to his large palm,her veiny thin hands wrap against..
"No more tears for now"
He smiles at the wicked..
Step by step he guided her to the light..
His heavy boots stamping on the wooden floor..
The light?
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She was led to the big car.
She looks at the neighour kids..
No one is gettint suspicous of her blood stained hands..
Scissor remained clenched in her palms..
As the car drive,she felt the cold air rushing toward her from the window..
"What is your name?"
Asked the man..
"Yein Wagner"
She murmurs..letting out small hum to the cold air of evening..
"From now you will be Nocturnel Wind..and I will be your new family"
She looks at him in those widdened eyes of her,tortured by dark eye bags...
"My new family?"
He smirks at statement..
"Call me father,you will see your siblings soon"
"will they like me?"
She asked back..
With a smile he responsed..
"Of course they would..they will raise you well"
The breeze are cold but the heart of the person in car is colder..
by the each side of car windows,the endless highway can be seen..
How far is she from her home?
...what is her new home?
Where are we going?
She think to her self..as she leans on window frame,giving in her thoughts.
YOU ARE READING
Wasted Youth
AdventureI thought he would keep me safe (Book cover crd to pinterest creater)
