I ran and kept repeating the same phrase "Why me" as tears rushed off my face while I ran
I just wanted to go on a nice cool walk to calm down from my argument with my son, but now I'm running as fast as possible with a man about 6,1 chasing me.
I run into an alleyway before tripping and toppling onto the ground scrapping my arms and legs.
I cry out in pain as I try to get up, but the man jumps right on top of me bringing my head to the ground and keeping it there.
He throws me onto my back and strips me as I scream, he kisses me as I scream, and he takes advantage of me as I cry and mumble "I want to go home"
Once the man was bored or tired of his sinful acts he stood above me staring at my bruised, cold, and naked body. "I want to go home" I cry, the tears won't stop
The man pulls out a pocket knife and stabs my leg, then my other one, then both my arms.
My breath is short as I try wheezing out pleadings for him to stop "I-I just want to go home" Tears are streaming out of my eyes like a river, and the mascara I wore ran down my face.
He stabs me in the gut once, then again, and again, and again "I wanna go home" I mumble out as I take the last breath that my body would allow.
The man stands over my body and sighs, was it a sigh of relief, sadness, anger, disappointment, or happiness? No one knows.
The man crosses the street but before he makes it to the other side a little mini Cooper drives right into him knocking him right off his feet.
Blood splatters all over the road as the mini Cooper drives off leaving the man dead in a pool of blood.
Now If you get far enough away you can see that the man's blood splatters spell out the phrase "i wanted to go home"
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short stories
Açãoinstead of posting each short story individually i decided to post them in one thing they are all short little stories that i wrote in class most of the time they die in the end give it a try and let me know ways to improve my writing
