Cri Venguer (vengeful Cry)

You only live once; am I right; life is as painful as two bullets to your brain; you go numb and your brain doesn't function as it used to

The old you; the you you thought you knew; was changed

Life is dance; you don't want to be off rhythm; you want your legs, arms, and feet to move as the melody; Life is a pas de deux; You don't want to let go of your partner's hands; for if you do, you shall stumble.

I walked as quietly as I could down the dark halls of mahogany. Trying to escape all the sound. "Their" gurgled laughter and smacking did but annoyance. Those bastards..... Cackling and choking those fools did. I must admit each laugh and cackle made me jump or suddenly stop. I was scared I did not want to get caught. If I did I would end like my mother. I shall not, I simply refuse....my poor dear mother. What they did to her was beyond gruesome..... They will not do the same to me.

The shack door seemed farther than I had estimated. I do hope I am not discovered. As if god heard my plead; and denined a loud bang was heard from the dining area...as other words a dirty wooden table and chairs in the middle of the shack. This made me jump 2 inches off of the dear ground. The pounding in my heart felt as if my heart was going to burst from my chest...I truly am terrified. After moments of what felt like an centurie the expanse of laughter relieved me.

So slowly as before I started to walk. My pace was quickened and while I was walking the floor made a creaking sound. I jumped into the hallway wall and stayed there for a moments wait. The laughter and cackling silenced this frightened me. What if they discovered my absence. Once again the banging of a table and laughter was like happiness to my ears.

A sigh of relief was but serene to me. And slowly I walked back towards the door. I was walking backwards to the door I just wanted to keep an eye on the dining area.

I crept towards the door inching in moments. That was when I heard heavy breathing from behind me. My heart was pounding like an hammer against nail. It felt as if my heart was banging through my ribcage.

Nasty grubby hands held onto my shoulders with great strength. My bones and meat felt like they have just brushed against my skin. It was greatly painful.

" EY look what we've gotten here!!" his deep and loud voice scared me more than ever.

" The LITTLE bitch is try'n to es'cape!" he was going to give away my plan. With great pleasure I bit as hard as I could into his hands. My canines dug deep past the skin, and into his meat. I wasn't satisfied when I heard his bones snap...so I bit as harder. His screams and cries brought much attention to the others in the dining area. His screams were loud ,anyone past the forest could hear him.

When I felt the warm liquid run down my chin I was satisfied, but not satisfied enough. I let go of what was now a bloody circle of blood and cracked bone and meat.

I heard a gagging sound come from the hallway, so I turned to discover that sound. There stood five men looking at me in great horror...there eyes were popping from their heads and their bodies stood limb and shaking. I haven't even killed the first one, yet they are so frightened. This is going to be more easier than I had imagined.

The fire I have started will spread..and soon these five will be nothing, but ashes.

The one that screamed on the floor was starting to agitate me. With a frown of annoyance and a smack of my teeth. My eyes found a wonder.

There on a stump of wood stood an axe upside down into the stump it sat. As quickly as I had spotted it...it was already in my hands.

Without any hesitation I slammed the sharp end into the man's head numerous times. I wanted to stop..but I could not. His spilt blood was like a bath for my mother. Red spread all over my face and tattered dress. The warm liquid trickled down my forehead. His body had no head and a pool of blood swam around him.

His head was nothing but beat up brains, blood, and bones. The sight was truly gruesome but I was seeking vengeance.

The five men that stood in the hallway screamed for dear life. The axe laid in the mans head so I had to pull it back out.

I crouched down next to his body and stared for a moment

" May you burn in hell" I was satisfied.

With a smirk I was back up to my feet chasing the other five.

Their deaths were more gruesome than the first heads, hearts, organs, and brains lie all over the shack's blood filled floors. My body was showered in blood my hair was no longer white but a dark maroon red. The dress I wore was no longer brown but Red. My bare feet were dirty and old leaves dirt and blood stuck to them.

The shack was truly a sight to see. This made me happy.

With the little blood on my hands, I walked down the hall with my hands on the wall. I slowly started to walk and hum one of my favorite songs in french. A trail of blood followed behind my hand masking the wall in blood.

The door was now closer...and adrenaline ran through my body. Soon I would be out of this hell.

Cold air pinched at my arms..and I could feel the blood drying on my skin.

The cool chill excelled to my whole body and air blew through my blood stained hair.

I walked forward and within those few steps the whole shack exploded chips of wood flew deep within the trees. Once I turned to see what was now the shack...a combustion of fire stood ablaze in the middle of the dark tall trees.

I smiled

" May you all BURN in hell"

Watching the fire get caught with the trees became colorless. So I set foot to the forest.

There I walked through the darkness...the air was harshly rough...and a rumble in my stomach made me wince in pain. I haven't eaten in a good 6 days...normally what they'd do is feed me once every two weeks.

I can not lie I have lost a good 10 pounds....that made me look horrid. Before......before any of this I was the happiest child ever. I had the perfect mother....I can't say I ever knew my father, but my mother would always speak of him.

The forest was to dark and cold for me to continue walking, so I had to take a rest for now. As I walked deeper and deeper into the forest...I spotted an spontaneous oak tree. The dark ivory\brown was the beautifulest color I have ever seen.

My hand traveled the oak's baby trunks and it felt damp and smooth under my skin. There were no leaves on the trees..it may be because it is near winter....or I presume.

A gust of wind made me forget the years season...the trees howling whistle...and leaves crunching rhythm was serene. It made me feel calm, it made me forget about the blood that stained my body...it made me forget about those men and my life till now.

It was truly peaceful. Without knowing my eyes folded shut...the forest was dark...but the wind was calming and the trees were company.

How could I reject a night of tranquil sleep as this.

First thing at dawn I shall be on my way. With a yawn and no worries I was guided by a field of darkness and whistle's of the wind. It almost sounded like it was calling my name....