You messed with the wrong house

     I stared out the open window of the car  as the cool breeze touched my face as the car moved.     I would rather be somewhere else but my parents insisted that we must visit Aunt Laura's this holiday since she lived  alone in a remote area,I can't believe I would just be seeing cows and chickens on what was supposed to be a nice vacation. "Jessica,Jessica!" Mom yelled from her seat in front of the car beside dad.  I glanced over to her. "You don't have to look so gloomy because we are going to Aunt Laura's,you can't stay alone at home dear". Mom said.  If only she knew I would rather stay alone,I

   I nearly threw up at the sight of a bloody Aunt Laura,her stomach was wide open and I could see the insides of it. I suspected she was cut with a knife.  Who could have done such a thing to her? As far as I know Dad painted her as a good and caring woman.  " What was that?". I heard someone say from downstairs as I stood up from the bloody floor that had soiled my pyjamas and ran towards Rebecca as I dragged her back into the room and closed the door.  I opened my backpack and took out my pen knife, it was mostly used for cutting fruits,mum always asked why I carried weapons around and I also in my defense.     "It's

  I decided to go back to the house, so I cautiously ran back to the house and leaned in the walls outside and peeped into the room living window and I saw two men kicking dad in different places as mum was sitting on the floor her hands tied behind her back as  sobbed and begged them to stop hitting dad.  The torch light was on the table giving to the room.   I sighed in relief as I was sure Rebecca wasn't there thank goodness she didn't come out.  "Please stop, please stop". Mom cried as the men continued their assault on dad.I was looking around the room to see if I could see an opening and run back into the house,this would be difficult since

         I ran as fast as I could but I wasn't faster than who was chasing after me as he drew my backpack from behind and I fell back and my butt landed on the floor. The gun was still firmly in my home but my phone fell on the impact.       I turned to shoot him but he was strong. There's no doubt as he kicked my back and my face fell flat on the floor but I was still holding the gun as if my life depended on it.      I wasn't the type to act reckless. I calculated everything I did.  He crouched down and held onto my hair dragging me up. The biggest mistake he made as I tried to hit him with the tip of the gun but he held onto his hand and dragged it out of my hands while holding me down with his other hand.   I knew he was strong but not this strong.I was overpowered but I wasn't feeling scared one bit. The only thing I felt was exci

I waited for a long time before I concluded that Paul wasn't going to show up even after Felix screamed,I guess he has no compunction for his colleagues.  He is indeed a heartless man.   I think Paul only cares about his brother who I killed so I guess he isn't bothered.   My body was still hurting and my stomach felt as if it's insides were twisted. It was an uncomfortable feeling and I didn't like it one bit.   I limped closer to the house since my body refused to function properly since Felix gave me the beating of my life so when I was limping back to the house I followed where he lay and spat on him and continued limping to the house,he beat me up pretty badly and I didn't like it my