All Chapters of Sins Of Past: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Kimberly P. O. VThe cut on my right cheek was burning a little at first but it started to burn a lot. I bent down and screamed while covering the wound. I felt like my whole face was burning. "Ahhh hh hh hhh".The pain was undeniable. My eyes screwed shut. The pain was too much. It was as if my skin could peel like molten lava burning hot. I was not looking where I was going. One of the shattered pieces of glass stuck my feet through my shoe. The glass penetrated through my skin which caused me to scream. Years ran down from the side of my eyes. When I opened and lifted my injured foot I saw a long glass piece penetrate through the rubber palm shoe. It was getting covered by the rolling red blood on its surface. Leaning against some boxes I brace myself and pull the glass out with all my myths. I could feel the glass was retreating but still it was deep. With a final pull I was successful to get it out of my wound. It was coated in my blood. I laced the glass piece inside a box so I

Kimberly P.O.VWhile standing on a ladder and dusting the old books on the top shelf I thought about what Rose told me.According to her I was never assigned to clean the storage room and no one went to that room over one decade .I did not believe her and went to show her what was assigned to do but after going through the list twice we did not find that I was assigned to clean the storage room.I remember as clear as a day that I saw it on the list but how the hell did it disappears unless I was hallucinating the entire time? I still couldn't phantom what happened to me there was real or it was some bad dream.When I told everything that happened to me there to Rose she looked at me weirdly .She told me that though the place was old it was not haunted . When she went there to find me she didn't find any broken glass or anything like that . The bucket was by the door,the place where I kept it before it started flying up in the air and crashed into the wall. According to her, the door wa

Kimberly P.O.VTurning through the pages of the book I was lost in my thoughts. Thinking about what I just read? The cloak figure was a witch who killed that couple cruelly now she is after me but I do not know what I have done to her. Yes I know I have seen her in my dreams but it's not like I have control of my dreams or who can be in them. Those dreams, that couple and that cloak figure, what is all that had to do with me? Why is that person after me? That person did not want to kill me, instead she wanted to scare me so I did not scoop her up. It was she who changed the list and everything that happened there was not my imagination. She was using her magic to create all those illusions . Room was never that big and the portraits like that had never been made or seen in the pack house before .The cabinet and the glass container which shattered were part of the illusion too to make me fear.I went through many other books in the search of the other half of the piece of paper that w

Kimberly P.O.VThrough the hairs of my eyes I saw Knox sneering at me.I blinked away my haze. With the help of my father I pushed my body to sit up and coughed a few times. His face darkened with range. His sharp teeth were embedded in his gums. One thing that Knox hated the most was being disrespected by someone whom he thinks as dust lies below his feet which he can crush whenever he wants or whenever he likes. He can treat me like that but I will be damn sure that I will not allow him to treat my father like that . I can not let him live in the pity party of his family member's death and use it as a weapon to make others feel like thrash. Enough is enough.He began to laugh like a maniac. Putting his hands on his knees and bent forward.He was laughing like it was the most hilarious thing that he has ever heard."Now you are going to curse me. How many have come and gone who wanted to destroy me but were never able to do anything. They are just words that are going to evaporate in t

Kimberly P.O.VIn the middle of the gathering I was hanged in the air with a single rope tied around both the wrists of my hand whose other end was bound to a pillar .My body was feeling heavy. the rope was taking into my wrists. The more they pulled me up in the air the more the rope was piercing into my skin.I could feel my skin was breaking as the burning was intensifying with each passing minute .I looked up, blood started leaking out of the wounds. My legs were dangling.I tried to pull the rope when I couldn't feel my hands. Cannot tightened uncomfortably.God what the hell are they going to do with me ? In the heat of the moment I told them I could do anything to save my father without thinking of the consequences for a minute .Knox standing before me . He was facing the crowd. Thte entire pack was surrounding us. Their heads were bowed before their leader in respect or fear or maybe both .I can not tell.The were kneeling on the ground."Rise".All of them rise together. I felt