I plucked the gun from the crazed woman's fingers and grasped it tightly. There was no way in hell she was going to kill my sister and get away with it. I aimed it at her head, my hands shaking at a violent intensity.
"B....Bang." I stated as I pulled the trigger.
Her blood curdling scream filled the otherwise silent night. The sound of the neighbors front doors slamming shut could be heard, and I knew I would have to flee, but where would I go? I swarmed the upstairs, looking for things I may need, shoving it all in my run down suitcase.
When I had finished packing, I claimed out my small, scratched up window, listening to the noises as people flooded the house that was once my home. As I stood on the roof of my old home, I sputtered out a silent goodbye to my friends and family that was interrupted by loud footsteps coming up the creaky old stairs. As the person came into view, I began to panic and jumped with my suitcase in one hand, and the gun in my other. Luckily for me, I landed on the suitcase and avoided seriously harming myself.
The ground was slick with rain, and the sky was filled with dark rain clouds. The wind swirled around me in a frenzied rage, and the rain dripped down my face, drenching me in a matter on seconds. I quickly got up and started running as fast, and as far away as I could. My footsteps were drowned out by the pounding of my own thoughts, and the sirens that screeched off in the distance.
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The Dark Side.
Novela JuvenilI stood on the roof of my school building, watching as my schoolmates below walked around and interacted with each other. The light breeze and the fading sunset almost made the scene delightful. I really would have enjoyed it if I hadn't come her to...
