"Bro, does your wife still mourning the death of her family?" My best friend, Carl asked in a sudden that can made me stiffened.
"Yes." I said.
"She must've mourn of course, it's her beloved family."
I just nodded of what he said and I avoided my gaze at him.
"I know what you did." My eyes widened as I heard those words from him.
"So, when is your plan to tell her that YOU killed her family?" He asked that can make me smirk.
"This night,,because she's next."
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Waves Of Words
RandomWritten here are my short stories that I compiled ever since I was fourteen. "These stories were made as waves of words keep on splashing inside my head." DISCLAIMER: These are a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and...
