Then I ran out of the light house as fast as my feet could carry me. Tears struck my face, my hair was in knots. I went face first into my bed. I need to tell my mom about what's in the light house and I need to tell her now. But I was too freaked out, why was he doing this? I know my brother hates me and is insane but the one picture kept sticking in my mind. The picture of me with my mouth sewn shut. Where would he get a picture of that?
I touched my neck, it started to bleed. I turned my head and faced the dresser. There was a needle and thread. I ran up to my dresser and to examine it. A horrible thought came to my mind. Kill him?
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Protection
HorrorWhen Twilight a 15 year old girl kills her brother. What will she do next?
