My Short Stories

Everything Happens at Midnight...

        It was almost time.There was no time like the present to do what he was about to do. But he would have to do it soon. His hair was brown and up to his shoulders.messed up, like he had just woken up but his eyes said otherwise. His eyes were a bright blue, that once shined like the sun but now were filled with hate and revenge. Black bags were around his eyes.

        He looked at the great big grandfather clock that stood proud in the middle of the room. Just then the clock struck midnight. 

        'It's time.' He thought to himself.He started off towards his sisters room. It took about 5 minutes to get there.When he got there he slowly and quietly opened the door. At first glance you would think he was going in there to check on his little sister. But really, she didn't know what was coming intill it was to late to do anything about it. 

        He stood over her frail body. Her blonde hair up in a ponytail and laying gently against her pillow. Her dark lashes on her cheeks as she sleeped. With a knife in hand, he planted the knife in her chest. All she did to signal that she felt it, was a flinch of uncomfortableness. His heart beat in his chest so hard that he thought that it would bruust ou of his chest. Then he stabed again and again untill her body was completly still. Her once blonde hair was now red from her own blood. His white shirt and black pants were also covered in her blood. 

        Then he turned and walked back to his room for a restless sleep.