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I could hear his foots steaps coming down the hall,
The clunking of his boots
The scratching of his knife against the wall
than my mother screaming
My sister
Brother
he stoped right out side my bedroom
He walked inside
I was under my bed cold and afraid
he bent down on his knees
But didn't look under my bed
His knife hit something
maybe my wall
He got back up
and walked out of my bedroom
but he stayed inside
I saw little feet than my sisters face
just looking at me
she came to me
crawled under the bed with me
she had a stab wound in her upper torso
and a slashed shirt
she was crying
I told her to stop or we would die
I heard him coming again
I coverd her mouth
His feet were outside my door
His feet covered in blood
my mothers body behind him
the blank look on her face
my sister buried her face in my shoulder
and made me whimper in pain
he heard the whimper
he walked into the room
knealt down again
his face
pure
sad
mad
rage
beauty
my father
I whisperd to my sister to run
whille I help him off
She ran
While
I Died
- by 0_Hello Kitty_0 |
- Non Fiction
- | Submitted on 02/02/2009 |
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- Title: The face of his
- Artist: 0_Hello Kitty_0
- Description: This is what happened to my best friend, but her little sister told me what happend, because my friend died.
- Date: 02/02/2009
- Tags: face
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Comments (3 Comments)
- Froomp - 02/26/2009
- That's so scary..
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- Ryutsuki Za VampireKnight - 02/25/2009
- CRY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! so SAD i'm so sorry
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- Chicken My Nugget - 02/02/2009
- omg datsz so sad i thought dat was a joke and a story but it wasz quite intresting
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