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'The house is burning down, the house is burning down.' Those horrifying words repeated over and over again in my head. As if trying to warn me, trying to make me move.
But I would not, and could not. For I, was paralyzed with fear.
My body shook in fear as I sat still in a small cupboard, legs drawn up to my chest. Tears stung my eyes as my lungs filled with smoke, I coughed in rather hard bellowing attempts to breathe; clutching my legs tighter to my body.
I would move… if I could; but at the moment, my mind was elsewhere. The scene replayed itself as if it were a record that would never stop playing.
Flashback:
'It had been a normal day, wake up, eat, do the chores; and sleep. But some would say that this day… could not be anywhere near normal. Instead of the whole casual routine that was done in everyday living, something had gone terribly wrong. It had started when I was walking home from the market; I had bought our family's fair share of food for at least a couple of days. It was such a silent walk, until a came nearer to the house that I had lived in. I Heard shouting, and smashing of things, like someone, or something was being thrown around. Concern and fear had crossed my path like a stray cat, I was afraid of what I was walking into. Nonetheless, I wanted to go inside, I felt it as my duty to check up on things, being the eldest of my siblings.'
'I have two siblings, Ebony and Emily; both are twins, female, and adorable. They are both the age of six years old; sometimes we call them the demon-duo, for they cause so much mischief. I smiled to myself as I thought of their cute faces smiling back at me, when they were firstborn. My mother Rosa is pregnant with the fourth, it's going to be a boy, I just know it. I fixed my small dress and slowly approached the small country cottage. Hearing a scream from my mother, I dropped the bags, with my eyes wide in fear I ran inside. I tried to get inside, but was stopped when a man grabbed onto my arm, and tore me against him. He had held his rough hand against my mouth, keeping me quiet.'
'I was scared at first, unsure of what to do, until I recognized the smell of the man. He had smelt of horses, of hay in the barn, I inhaled his sent, as if it would be the last time I would smell it. Closing my eyes, and forgetting the world around me, I jumped when the man spoke. "Shh. Be silent little one, your life must be spared, when we enter, you must hide in the cupboard. And do not, by any means, come out. Wait until everything is quiet; wait until you hear no sounds. I love you, my dear daughter, may god be with you." It was my father, he spoke in such a soft voice, that I felt as if the gods had made me an infant once again.'
'Aware of what I had to do, I felt saddened, for I knew that something bad was going to happen. My heartbeat sped up twice its normal speed; I was ready for anything now. My father let me go, and held his hand out for mine to grasp it. I took a deep breath, as he led the way further into the old ridden house. "No, please! Stop!" I heard a crash. That was my mother's voice! I suddenly felt angry.'
'Trying to pry free of my father's grasp, he held me back; I saw red. "No. Please… don't do this." My mother's strained voice echoed out throughout the room. I could hear the silent sobs of the twins; I had never seen them so quiet before. "Go… Now, Serenity." My father whispered in a distant voice. I nodded to myself as he slowly let go of my small hand. Keeping me hidden behind his huge frame, my father walked forward, and I followed.'
'The cupboard came into view, as soon as it was in reach; I opened the door and slid in silently. Shutting the door softly, there was a small hole in front of my right eye. I looked through the hole, wanting to see and know what was going on. Tears threatened to fall out of my eyes when I saw my mother on the floor, with a heart-shattering look upon her usually beautiful face.'
'Her eyes were red and swollen, as if she had been crying for a long time, she was cradling her left hand wrist in her right hand. Her left hand had looked very pale, and limp, it was broken. I clamped my hand over my mouth, not wanting to make a sound, I was so afraid. I saw a man, a man in black; he was wearing a mask so I couldn't get a good look at his face. What was going on?'
'"No! Please! Spare my daughters! Please!" My mother sobbed out, keeping the twins behind her. "No one can be spared." The unknown man answered, as he started laughing maniacally. Another man dressed in all black came running in, he leapt in the air with incredible speed; and landed on my fathers back. He was in crouching position, still on his back, my father started to make chocking sounds. My eyes widened as my face paled, crimson fluid started flowing out of his mouth. The other man stood up, holding a bloody dagger.'
'That man just stabbed my father in the back! I almost cried out in anxiety, but kept quiet, I knew that if I had made a sound, I would be next. The man standing in front of my mother congratulated the other. "Good job, now let us kill the rest, nay?" They both advanced on my mother, and the twins with a hungry look in their eyes. "No!" My mother cried out as the first man reached out and took the twins, throwing them to the side. "Ladies first." The men both grinned devilishly.'
'The second raised the bloody dagger high in the air, blood dripped off of it and a speck landed on my mothers face. She blinked, and then let out a cry of anxiety. "Shut up!" He yelled as he brought the dagger down, it clashed upon her beautiful face, slicing her cheek wide open. "Ahhhh!" "Mommy!" The twins squealed out in petrified voices. I wanted to jump out and attack the men, but I knew that they could easily overpower me.'
'I remembered my father's words… I shall not leave this cupboard. "No!" My mother screeched, I buried my head in my lap, and started crying. I will not leave this cupboard. My mother screamed; I heard cutting, slashing, and smashing. I shall not leave this cupboard. The twins screamed, Ebony and Emily… I am sorry. I could hear blood splattering all over the place.'
'I will not leave this cupboard. More screaming was heard; I shall not leave this cupboard. And then silence, "Shall we burn this place to the ground?" the second offered, the first laughed again. "Yes, down to the ground, burn…" The word burn slid off of his tongue like it hadn't been said before. I kept my head in my lap, still silently sobbing; I will not leave this cupboard. Footsteps were heard, and then flames had swallowed the house. I felt the heat all around me, I couldn't breathe, I couldn't move.'
End Of Flashback.
"I shall not leave this cupboard." I found myself saying out loud.
I Sat in silence as the flames surrounded the dead bodies that lay on the floor, the smell of burning flesh filled my nostrils.
My stomach churned, I took a deep breath and opened the door to flames that had greeted me. I climbed out of the cupboard and looked around.
My eyes widened and my heartbeat skyrocketed, there on the ground by my father's hand, 'revenge' was written in blood. Revenge, I shall revenge them all, I will not sleep until I do.
I peered over at my mother's dead body… she wasn't dead! She was reaching out to me! I fell to my knees on the ground, and reached my hand out to meet hers.
The look on her face was so saddening; I started to cry out to her.
"M-mother! Mom! Mommy!" I cried out in a voice that I didn't know that I even had.
I reached out to her hand; it was so close, but still so far.
My fingers just touched her own before a wooden beam had fallen from the ceiling, landing on her pregnant stomach. The crimson fluid known as blood flew everywhere, it landed all over me, all over my face.
I screamed.
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