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I blinked as I regained consciousness. I had hit my head hard, or had someone hit me? Then I realised I was holding a bloody knife in my hand. Hastily I dropped the knife,i couldn't believe it so I pitched and clapped my cheeks to end the horrific dream i was experiencing. later I realized it wasn't a dream,it was reality.
Environed by certain bodies in a loop of blood and all hurt badly.
could I be the one who did this terrible thing?I was in confusion of questions with my inner man. But besides who are they,?
Clearly there were my parents and two other men that I couldn't recognize evenif I wanted to because they were roughly hurted. "Could I be the one who murdered all these people here and why could I kill my own parents"? I couldn't answer myself either.
In a sobbing manner with a river of tears I desperately tried awakening my parents but sadly neither my daddy nor mother was responding,they were gone already.
Out of sense to think what I could do next,a replication of sound was heard altering,"let the puzzle begin." Such words increased on my fear and panic to think of what to act immediately.
Still in the struggle and being lost in thoughts, "Put what you have down and put your hands up." Who could it be,who it be one of the gang members that had just threatened me. "I better be strong to conquer my enemies so I later said am not afraid of you and for your puzzle can end just now,heard it as I bang the chair that was next to me." On turning,it was a co-op that had put me on a gun point.
It was no more strike so I put my hands over the shoulders and lead the way out of the building. Out reaching,people and the press was repeatedly calling me a hero,i wondered what had went wrong with them.
I just killed my parents and am a hero now,this can't be,not only in my nation but even countrywide.
The cop who had put me on a gun point asked me to arose and face the reality, in reality my sister was calling in fear,and truly my parents had been murdered. So what I was having was an in notion of what could have happened if I was there that day.
#WritcoStoryChallange
#miaton
I blinked as I regained consciousness. I had hit my head hard, or had someone hit me? Then I realised I was holding a bloody knife in my hand. Hastily I dropped the knife,i couldn't believe it so I pitched and clapped my cheeks to end the horrific dream i was experiencing. later I realized it wasn't a dream,it was reality.
Environed by certain bodies in a loop of blood and all hurt badly.
could I be the one who did this terrible thing?I was in confusion of questions with my inner man. But besides who are they,?
Clearly there were my parents and two other men that I couldn't recognize evenif I wanted to because they were roughly hurted. "Could I be the one who murdered all these people here and why could I kill my own parents"? I couldn't answer myself either.
In a sobbing manner with a river of tears I desperately tried awakening my parents but sadly neither my daddy nor mother was responding,they were gone already.
Out of sense to think what I could do next,a replication of sound was heard altering,"let the puzzle begin." Such words increased on my fear and panic to think of what to act immediately.
Still in the struggle and being lost in thoughts, "Put what you have down and put your hands up." Who could it be,who it be one of the gang members that had just threatened me. "I better be strong to conquer my enemies so I later said am not afraid of you and for your puzzle can end just now,heard it as I bang the chair that was next to me." On turning,it was a co-op that had put me on a gun point.
It was no more strike so I put my hands over the shoulders and lead the way out of the building. Out reaching,people and the press was repeatedly calling me a hero,i wondered what had went wrong with them.
I just killed my parents and am a hero now,this can't be,not only in my nation but even countrywide.
The cop who had put me on a gun point asked me to arose and face the reality, in reality my sister was calling in fear,and truly my parents had been murdered. So what I was having was an in notion of what could have happened if I was there that day.
#WritcoStoryChallange
#miaton
