The Frolic Game

TIFFANY

Another life was forgotten from this world and no one cared about it. As I sat in the garden holding the lifeless body of my sister in my lap, rain started falling. The raindrops descended my cheeks mixed with my tears. The only person I cared about in this world also left me.
The expression in the face of my dead little sister horrified me. Her eyes were wide open, staring at the angry clouds that roared over us, raindrops falling on her pale cheeks.

The sound of the backdoor opening pulled me out of my reverie and I knew who it was. My uncle, Joshua, who killed my little sister was staring at me, a wide maniacal grin plastered on his face. I instinctively flinched and pulled my sister's body close to myself. He stepped in front of me and slapped my face, the sting making me cry. He then snatched my sister from me and began to drag her body inhumanely through the yard
"Uncle...please...stop" I pleaded him, crawling towards him when he kicked me and I fell.
I watched as he threw my sister's body in the sewer for rats to ingest. The gruesome scene was too much for me.
I ran upstairs inside the house and locked myself in my room. I started hiding the remaining memories I had left of my sister. I was clutching a photo of her in my chest when I heard footsteps climbing up the stairs...thump... thump...thump...and stopped right outside my room.

I knew what it was and my heart stopped. The memories of him dragging my sister's body coming in my mind. I clutched the edges of my bed until my knuckles went white.

No, no , no.....I can't panic now, I thought to myself. Just when these thoughts were racing my mind I heard a knock on my door and my skin went cold.
"Hey sweetie.... won't you let your uncle come in?", my uncle called out in the most maniacal voice.
I flinched at the nickname and I knew I was in grave danger.
Suddenly, the door burst open and Joshua emerged. His big demeanor instantly making me tremble. I felt a wave of nausea hit me.
"Uncle... please-"my voice pleaded. But he did not hesitate.
"Hey sweetie, won't you love your uncle?" He raped.
"Please uncle, not today I-" I was cut off by a slap to my face and fell to the floor. He grabbed me by my ponytail, the sharp sting in my scalp making me flinch and laughed.
"You have been telling me no for the last two months, so I had to use your sister for my satisfaction. I will say you are responsible for your own sister's death", my uncle grinned.
I was beyond horrified when he blamed it all on me. I could not utter a single word when he suddenly threw me over the bed and crawled over. My pleas were all deaf to him and the last thing I remember was that a scream tore from my throat and I fell unconscious.