Komedie came back to visit us everyday, and everyday I had more wounds. He wanted to step in but I didn't let him. This cycle went on for 2 years. On our birthdays he would bring us things and we were forever grateful to him. Today it's Xyons 8th birthday and we wait by the window for Komedie to show up. We hear the familiar knock and our eyes light up. However at the same time, the creaking of moving rusty hinges fill the air. The awful stench of alcohol fills my nostrils. Shivers run down my spine as I move top grab Xyon. However a big beefy hand beats me too it. Time slows down as I turn to face Xyon and my father. That's when I notice it. The big bright gleaming object in his hand.
Time slows further as my father holds Xyon by the hair. The small child's screams echo through the room....
followed by a loud crunching noise as my father takes the blade to Xyons head.
Everything stops in moment.
All the sounds around me fade.
All I can hear is my own screaming and sobbing as I cradle Xyons headless body.
The trance breaks when the wall behind me comes crashing down.
"You....you MONSTER!!!!"
I turn my head to see Komedie?
His form has changed. He doesn't look like the person we've come to know. He has gotten freakishly skinny, hands turned to long black claws. Teeth sharpened to a point. He walks closer to my father who drops Xyons head and runs to the living room. I hear the dialing of the phone as he presumably calls the authorities. I look at Xyon, whos body has gone pale and cold. I notice a gold chain hanging from his hand and gently move his fingers to see a gold locket. I flip it over and on the back in his messy carving/printing it reads
'To the sister who has cared for me.'
I turn it over in my hands before opening it up. The screams of my father fill the background as I cry looking at the picture in the locket. Inside holds a picture of Xyon and I, along with an empty space. The screams in the background end as Komedie comes to me, back in his normal state.. Just in time for authorities to show up. The police drag me away as the FBI shoot at Komedie. His body falls limp to the floor and I scream.
The next couple days were spent in the interrogations room as the police try to get answers. My eyes void of any emotion whatsoever. I was moved to a group home, everyone calls me names. Mainly 'freak' 'useless' and 'worthless' though I already knew that. I didn't leave my room often, and mostly hid in a corner, holding the locket close to my heart. I hadn't slept in days, every time I do? I see Xyons death, followed by the death of Komedie. The last time I tried to sleep, I woke up screaming and got yelled at by the other girls. So sleep was off the list right now.
I was sitting in my usual corner when I heard a tap at my window. At first I paid no mind to it until the familiar knocking pattern was heard.
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The Girl from The Window
RandomThat window was her only key to the outside world. After the death of her mother her father hated her more. She was abused and neglected by the man who was supposed to be her father. Acting as the mother her little brother deserved to have, she took...