Tylers P.O.V
The blood curdling screams pierced my eardrums. i wanted to bend over holding my ears and start screaming to make it stop. but i kept running. The sticks, leaves, and other loose debris crumbled under my bare feet. as I ran through the eerie chilled forest. My face was frost bitten causing the muscles to tighten and hurt. My long brown hair was blowing back as I was running. My breathing had increased and you could see the steam in the cold air.
I came across an opening in the trees to find a field. My sister, Laura, was crumpled on the frosted ground with a shadowy cloaked figure cowering over her. The silver blade was thrusted into his hand so every stab was a direct hit.
She continued to scream until I thought she couldn’t scream any longer. Her long brown hair was tufted up and messy from her struggle. Her navy blue jeans and white Winter Jam t-shirt were covered in mud and ripped. Her face was covered in dirt and had gashes and cuts everywhere. Her once beautiful golden hazel eyes were now filled with tears and hatred. She looked at me and I thought my heart shattered. She was crying. The one thing I thought I would never see her do. And then I saw her lips move as she mouthed the words “I love you!” Tears brimmed the lines of my eyes and slowly fell down my cold face. I wiped them away with my frail fingertips.
She new the end was coming and so did I. I couldn’t do anything. A force field was holding me back. I tried to run through it but couldn’t. so I did the only thing I could at the moment. I whispered I love you back at her. I then whispered “I’m sorry” at her. She mouthed “It’s ok.” she smiled and closed her eyes. And then he stabbed her. He took his knife repeatedly and the only thing I saw was stab, stab, stab! Then I saw one final tear escape the grasp of Laura’s eye. It fell coldly down her face and then fell to the earth below her. I closed my eyes and whispered,
“I’m so sorry, Laura. I’m gonna fix this.”
Just then my eyes shot open and I sat up. It was just a dream. I caught my breathe and looked at my clock. It was two A.M. I then looked over to the picture frame on my nightstand. The frame was outlined in the words “I love you, I miss you, you will be missed, remember me, love always, take care, bless you, forever, God will cherish you, and In Loving Memory.” And then on the bottom in big print it said “Brother And Sister.”
Inside the small frame sat a picture of me and Laura. We were at Grand Rapids. I had my arms around her in a hug and she was leaning against my chest. My head was rested on top of hers. That picture was taken over the summer in late August. Then in three months she ends up being murdered. She’s been gone for about four months now. She died in late November and it was now early March. Its amazing to me that she can be gone for so long and im still having nightmares about her murder.
I wasn’t there when it happened. Laura and I were at a movie theater just down the street from our house. I went to buy the tickets and as we were entering the theater to sit down she disappeared all of a sudden. I went into panic mode. She was only ten. Where would she have gone without telling me where she was going. She’s never wandered off before and she was standing next to me no less then thirty seconds ago. I took out my cell phone and called her but there was no answer. I ran to the front desk and told them my sister was missing. They pulled out a microphone and started announcing her name over the intercom. I waited ten minutes and she didn’t show.
A female worker there checked the ladies restroom for her but she couldn’t be found. The only thing going on in my head was “where the heck could she be?” I then fell to the ground and put my head in my knees. How the heck was I gonna explain to my parents I had lost my little sister? I began to cry. I had never cried before. Never. And here I was sitting against the movie theater wall crying my eyes out. I was the worst brother in the whole world. It was my job to take care of her and I completely blew it. My mom almost died giving birth to her and it was a miracle she lived. Both of them. My sister was born two months early and almost died and my mom started losing a lot of blood and almost died. We could’ve lost them both and that would’ve only left me and my dad.
I don’t remember how long I sat in that spot but I eventually got up and walked home. I remember walking through the front door and slumping into the kitchen where both my parents sat at the table. They both looked at me and immediately started asking questions. Things like why my eyes were puffy and red and where Laura was at. They also asked if I was crying which they hesitated on that question because I’ve never cried before. I opened my mouth to speak but no words would come out. A few tears escaped my eyes and rolled down my face. My father got a stern look on his face and my mother started crying.
I hadn’t even said anything and I felt the tension between us in the air. Like they already knew what had happened.
“Laura’s gone.” was the only thing I could say before falling to the floor again and cry.
I was a fourteen year old boy and I was crying like a baby. I heard my mother get up from her chair and run up the stairs. I could hear her crying from her bedroom. My father got up and called the police.
I eventually got up and went up to my room. I locked my door and fell to my floor. I just lay on the floor crying. What had I done? This is all my fault. Laura could be dead right now. The pictures going around in my head were ghastly and I didn’t want to see some of the things that Laura could be experiencing right now. There were so many options. Kidnap, murder, rape, prostitution… I didn’t even want to think about it anymore.
I just wanted to sit on my bedroom floor and let out my sadness and guilt. Something I had never done. And I have a feeling my first, wont be my last…
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The Afterlife(ON HOLD!!!)
Horror14 year old Tyler Wilson’s life was about to turn upside down and inside out. After his 10 year old sister, Laura, was murdered he had sworn she was gone and tried to forget about her. Until he started having the nightmares of her death again. This...