The Knock

It was cold Saturday morning last fifth of November when an incident turned my life upside down. I was just seven back then, a naive kid who haven't discovered the cruelty of the world.

Everything was in right places - my mother preparing our breakfast, my father reading his daily news paper and I, sitting on the window. I was there looking out the window, waiting for the sun to set so I could go and play with my friends outside. Out of nowhere a knock was heard. At first the knock was barely audible that's why I'm the only one who heard it.

I jumped down the window and walked through my father, "Dad, someone's knocking," I whispered .

There was fear building up inside my chest- I don't know why. Normally, I'd be the one opening the door but that moment I was scared. First of all, the person outside didn't say anything, he was just knocking.

Mom and Dad looked at each other as they tried to focus on the sound, suddenly the sound became aggressive. My Dad was alarmed, he stood and turned on my mother.

"Hide", he commanded.

My heart beat hastily - more beat and it'll break my ribcage. Mom took me in my playroom under our stairway - the entrance was small but mom can still join in.

From our door , I heard Dad asked who the people outside are, but instead of answer, mom and I heard a loud thud. I was shocked. Mom was shocked as well, her eyes turned round and I felt  her trembling hands on my arms.

"Get in", she whispered as she pushed me inside.

I know she wasn't thinking straight - she was trembling crazily. Mom was about to join me in, when we heard a faint footsteps approaching. I'm not sure if the footspes were really faint- maybe it's just my chest that's too loud - I'm not sure.

Mom hugged me and whispered I love you. She kissed my forehead and said, "Tommo, stay still and be quite"

I knew from that moment that something wasn't right . But I didn't say anything, I just nod. Mom slowly closed the little door with tears in her eyes.

Tears started to race down my cheeks - I'm scared.
It was dark inside because the light were close so I hugged myself tight.

"W-ho who are y-you!," I heard Mom's voice  cracking from outside.

I started hating superman and all superheroes I admire before. They helped everyone in TV and yet they won't even show up in my house when my family needs them the most.

I heard no reply after my mom, just another loud thud .

Another thud.

With that my soul screamed for help but I didn't dare to shout because I knew something bad will happen. The thud was the last sound I heard, no more footsteps, no more talking. Just the thud echoing in my ears.

I stayed under our staircase for a long time, trembling and silently crying. . When I managed to stand and leave the little cage my mom put me in, I was petrified. I saw mom lying on the floor and a red water around her.

"Mommmm!", I run to her and shaked her body, but she was cold, she wad stiff, she wasn't  responding.

I cried and shouted mom with all my might. I didn't care if the red water will stain my cloth. I just wanted to hug my mom, I just wanted to wake her up.

The next thing I remember is our neighbour's footsteps and chatters.

"Little Tommo, O' God what happened?! ," someone asked.

They tried to pull me away from mom. I tried to fight them but can't withstand so I sat down meters away from mom, crying and wailing. Then I remember dad. I run on our door, I even stumbled on the floor because of the red water on my mother's body but I didn't care.

"Daaaaddd!," I exclaimed.

I saw Dad lying on the floor like mom and red water flowing out from the hole in his head. I hugged him and shaked his body. I even called out for him in his eara but he didn't wake up.

What I heard next was the siren of ambulance. They took my parents body, they said I also need treatment.
I didn't know what was going on back then. I didn't even know what blood is - nor death. But that day I knew something, I knew that superheroes aren't superman or anyone else, it's mom and dad. And I was certain that, THE KNOCK from that day  undoubtedly changed my life. Right now, I am after the people who ruined that one Saturday morning.

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𝐿𝑦𝑟𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑒𝐺. 🐦