the Mocking bird

The Ripper Killing.

"Principal Underwood." "yes Sheriff Crawford?" "I have a Question." "What is it?" "I know that you are Eral blind  the only survivor of the ripper killing. can you tell me what happened that day?" Asked the sheriff. "Ill tell you but i dont want this to go out to the public." "OK sounds good." "OK lets see what i remember."

 "OK blind family we are going to go out and sell our special drink." said Darrel. "yes we are and we need you two to be all cute and sell our juice and if the police ask its lemonade. does mommy make her self clear?" "Yes mamma." Said the two kids. in that day the family sold ten crates to the bars and ten crates to people around the town as well as fifteen solo jars. it was the best drink of the town the family delivered the crates at night so they didn't get caught. "hey mamma do you think Kathy and I can come?" "No Eral." "Please" the two siblings begged. "Ugh fine if you two stay in the car and behave." the family always kept a couple extra crates and jars in the truck. as well as a Smith and Weston Model 19 revolver. "OK kids we are going to take this create in to the bar across the street OK.?" "OK." the two siblings sat in the car. "Lets try some of this lemonade." Said Eral. "No! mama said its for adults only." "Mama doesn't have to know." "OK Eral but if we get in trouble its your fault." "OK." the two curious kids grabbed one of the jars under the seat and unscrewed the lid. Eral went first he raised the rim to his lips as a little bit trickled off his tongue and down his throat. "Blaa. this is gross how do people drink this shit?" "You swore im telling mama." "no dont please." "OK fine. OK give me the drink." she did the same thing the moon shine ran down her tongue and down her throat. "yumm." She said. "what !! how its so gross." "No this is so good try it again." she said as she handed the jar back to Eral. "Fine ill try it again." he raised the glass and drank the drink. "OK this isn't that bad." "Shit put it away." Said Eral. as he saw his parents running to the car. "Kids we will be a little longer they want to buy more of our lemonade." Said Martha "OK Mama" said the kids. Darrel and Martha blind ran back into the bar with five ore crates. twenty minutes have passed by and there was nothing but moments after the two came running out of the bar. "kids we have made enough money to but you both in school." said Martha. "Yay." the two said hyperly.  "Awe my two babies are growing up." Mama we aren't babies we are six." said Eral. "Kids we are rich." Said Darrel. "Hey Darrel there's a man walking over to us. he seem odd." Darrel reaches under the seat and pulls out the revolver. "Can we help you?" Said Darrel with an intimidating voice. "You got a lot of money and i want it. click." Said the man as he pulled out a knife. Darrel reached into his pockets and slid on his brass knuckles. the man walked close. thud. blood flue from the mans face. Darrel out down his knuckle dusters and grabbed the gun. click. "Leave or i will kill you." he said. bang. he shot the man point blank in the head. "It's OK we are safe." Bang click clack." Darrel's stomach flew out of his skin and into the car. "Oh my god!!" screamed Martha. Bang click clack. Martha fell down. Bang click clack Bang click clack. the man fired two more rounds into the truck hitting my sister and just missing me. the man reached into Darrel's pockets and grabbed his Knuckle dusters and his gun and left. leaving the hundred bucks they made. this was not a robbery this was a murder. Eral waked to the bar and told them what had happened. the bar tender walked out but there was no sight of a man just three bloody corpses. he took Eral in and raised him. "Lets change your name so people won't question do you want my last name?" "What is it?" "Underwood." "Yes please ill take it." 

so after my family was murdered Tonny and his friends tracked the man down and found out he was a rich man living in  a local in and they grabbed him and tied him up and beat him to death i was with them when they didn't at this point i was fifteen. when i walked in i saw my fathers Knuckle dusters on the night stand and i helped them kill the man. these days will forever be in my memory."  "Thank you Eral Underwood." "Are you going to arrest me?" "No you served justice this community needs more of that." "more killing?" "yes and no we need to kill the sinner but not all the sinners need to die. I think we need to serve justice tho like you and Tonny and his men did,and we need to this to sinners like Lucas West, Ryan Clay, Dylan Co." "your crazy!! Are you the Mocking bird?" "what the hell why would i be the mocking bird!!?" "You sound like him." the Sheriff didn't say anything he just gave an eerie smile. "OK have a good night." said Sheriff Crawford.