dripping

i awoke to the sound of screaming, it was a terrible sound. i fell off my bed and smacked into the floor, i really hurt my self. i got up and ran towards the sound of the scream. WOW. that was a bad idea. why is that every time your scared or you here someone in trouble you run towards the sound of the pain or the nearest person you see, because when i ran towards the scream i saw what was going on and i wished that i had not just ran there, because what i saw was horrible. it was my mom cutting open my little brother, what was she doing. as always another mistake people some time make i ran and tackled my mom. i through her off of my little brother but it was to late he was dead. right away i ran towards the door to the front yard and not far behind me was my mom. when i turned around to see how close she was i could see the rage in her eyes she was some how gone and i know it by that one look into her eyes. were my dad was, who knows, do i really care at this point? as i ran out the front door i tripped, when i hit the ground i immidiatly turned around to see my mom standing right over me, once agian i made the mistake of not just getting up and running away. when i was facing my mom i did the same thing as any one would, i pleaded for her not to kill me and to just let me go. of course i knew that would not work, because in all the movies that go like this, at this point you got no freedom unless you get it your self. right away i tryed kicking my mom away from me because in her left hand was a knife sharp enough to slice wood. and something about how she stood there told me she was going to use it, and probably on me. so i kicked and screamed for her to stop, but she got to close, but with a stroke of luck my very last kick got her right in the jaw and she was down. of course i knew not to stick around to see if she was going to come after me. no i immidiatly got up and ran, i don't know how far i ran or how long but i knew i was away from that hell that was just facing me. i ran alittle while longer and sat down behind a building i came upone. of course that was another no no if you were not one of them, and right away i was cornerd by what looked like my mom but all genders and ages, with the same rage and the same threat. now i was done and i knew it there was no way i would get out of that problem, i realized that i was sitting on a large peice of glass and without thinking chopped off the arm of one thoughs things, luckly the arm i cut off had a gun in it, so i took it and there was a whole round left, but was it worth it, i didn't even know what was going on all i knew was that there are these things here that are trying to kill me and that i have a gun. i had two choice die or kill as many as i could until i got out or ran out of bullets. i had only two choice's what would it be. die or kill. die or kill. die or kill. die or kill. die or kill. die or kill. die or kill. die or kill. die or kill. die or kill. die or kill. die or kill. die or kill. bang.