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blastlove5 Ms_HorrendousMy clothes were torn.
I was covered in dust.
My hair were sticky.
My feet were bleeding from constant running.
I just couldn't stop.
I had to run.
I had to get away.
I kept telling myself over and over.They were right behind me.I didn't know how far I was from them.I was running with a constant fear that if I was caught,what will happen next.
I heard someone running after me.I didn't turn to see who it was.
I just wanted to get as far as possible."Hey, stop!" Someone yelled.
I quickened my pace.
Suddenly, I stumbled upon a stone and fell.
I was too tired to get up.
I was tired enough to even open my eyes, I felt some strong muscular arms around my waist.
Oh no! not again I'm not going back there again.I thought trembling.
I was too tired to resist,I fainted.* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
I was wandering in the woods when I saw her.
She was running barefooted.
"Hey, stop!"I screamed.
She got scared and increased her pace. Fortunately ,she tripped and fell.When I reached till her,oh God I was amazed.
She's so beautiful but how on earth did she get here?
Her clothes were ragged.She didn't seem to be in a good condition.
What on earth, this beautiful girl is doing in these deserted woods?
"Don't worry love, you're in safe hands now".
I chuckled.* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
I woke up in a warm,soft bed.
I was supposed to be in that torture room but to my great surprise, I wasn't there where I was. I thought in anticipation.
I looked at myself.I was dressed in a loose trouser and a big male shirt.I wasn't in such clothes a while ago. I was wearing a tattered t-shirt and shorts.
I looked around,there was a furnace in the room,it was brightening the whole room.
There was a big couch in one corner of the room and there he was! An attractive guy maybe in his late 20's, sleeping.
I just couldn't stop myself from staring him.
He woke up and came up to me.
I shriveled back and covered my body with the bed sheets.
"Oh!no,no I am not doing any harm to you". His voice was soft.
"What's your name love?
Mm...my..name's...Clara". I
staggered."My name is Coran. Coran Stone.
Hey, don't be afraid.I promise,I won't do anything wrong with you. What were you doing in those woods? Hmm?You can tell me.I'm a special ag- errr
I'm a police officer ".
"I..was..umm..I don't know.I don't remember anything ". I tried to lie."Hey, don't worry.Take your time.If you are in trouble,I'll help you" .He said stroking my head softly.
"I am going to prepare dinner for you".
He said and left the room.
I was lost in my thoughts, thinking about the disasters that took my childhood pleasures and put me in the mire of troubles after troubles.
My vision blurred.
Tears were rolling down my swollen cheeks.* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
Flashback:
"Sweety-pie lunch's ready". Mom called.
I was playing in my garden.
"I am coming mommy".
As I was about to enter the kitchen, I saw two men holding my mom.
I quickly hid under the table.
The two brutal men didn't see me hiding.
One had a knife he was swaying it across my mom's face.
She was crying.
"Please let me go.Please, I have a daughter". My mom pleaded.
Her pleading was of no use.
One of those men slapped her harshly and barked in his harsh piercing tone,"You have to pay for what your asshole husband did.He has caused us a lot of problems.We warned him but he didn't listen.Now, his family has to pay for his foolish acts".
"For god's sake,please!". Mom cried in pain as one of them slapped her hard again.The one with the knife, thrust it deep into her stomach and they ran away.
My mom collapsed to the ground.
She was looking at me.
She was choking on her blood and was counting her last breaths.
I was too stunned and terrified.
Tears were rolling down my face and soaking the carpet.
There was blood all across the kitchen floor.Her blood soaked into the white carpet.
The whole kitchen floor turned RED.
My mom looked at me for the last time. She tried to speak but couldn't.
The last words she murmured,I still remember.
"I love you".
Then her eyes closed forever.
I was shaking and sobbing uncontrollably.
I laid their crying for hours.
I was blaming myself for the murder of my mom.
I did nothing to save her.
I could have saved her if i'd shown some courage.
I am the killer of my mom.
I am the killer.
I am killer.Note:
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"The Escape"
Mystery / ThrillerMy clothes were torn. I was covered in dust. My hair were sticky. My feet were bleeding from constant running. I just couldn't stop. I had to run. I had to get away. I kept telling myself over and over. They were right behind me.I didn't know ho...