It was black, pitch black, grey clouds covered the moon and the only light all around was the street lamp that held its ground a good 10miles away from the scene.
I heard a gunshot and then a scream, a scene that was all to memorable for me.
But this time I wasn't watching it, wasn't watching their deaths, I was living them!
I was in the passenger seat of the old rain drover that my dad had loved, the man beside me in the front seat was trying his best to avoid the whole commotion going on in the road.
I looked through the windshield; a car was on fire and turned over, and gunshots were being deposited anywhere there was space and soon directed at us were the bullets, the driver was trying to get us out of there.
A bullet hit the car and then another, a tyre the car spun out of control, there was fire everywhere and black smoke layered the windows, I screamed but it wasn't mine it was my mothers.
We had switched again and once again I was watching the scene, the scene that had to be forgotten but I could never forget.
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Death on the Net
Mystery / ThrillerAlex's life isn't perfect but she makes the most of it, she constantly tries to hide the memories that haunt her and just as she is beginning to succeed, something happens that will change her life forever, will Alex turn to her friends or seek comf...
