"No, no, no, No, NO!" I yelled, gradually increasing into a piecing scream.
"STOP LYING TO ME!" I demanded. The officer gently put his hand on my
shoulder, "I'm very sorry Raven, but I can assure you, we will find the man
who murdered your mother, and he'll be locked up for good." I eyed him with
a fierce glare, clenching my fist till my nails dug into the pit of my
palms, staying in my position for several minutes, silent.
"Honestly officer, I blame you, you should have caught that son of a bitch before he ruined my entire life", I stated confidently, even though I knew it was a senseless comment.
"We tried to but couldn't honey, but we will."
"Officer..." I paused, "You disgust me."
I ran, ran, and ran, my first time really understanding running. The cold wind and rain, from the dark misty sky, blew against my face creating my pale complexion into a rosy flush. The adrenaline I felt from running seemed to become like a pain killer. The refreshing wind cooled the burning around my eyes, denying my tears as rain drops blasting into my face with my incredible speed. I ran from it all, from the house, from the cops, from life, from death, from it all, it was just me, the rain, and the soothing rhythm of my steps splashing into forming puddles. All this was inanimate, hard to explain, but I felt like apart of that, fake, numb, unreal...
Finally realism caught up with me, I stopped, taking one amazing large inhale, large enough to make me black out. I resting, behind solid black bags of garbage. Peculiarly, the disgusting stench from the trash did not hassle me, I guess the emptiness inside took away my ability to react to such things.
"Honestly officer, I blame you, you should have caught that son of a bitch before he ruined my entire life", I stated confidently, even though I knew it was a senseless comment.
"We tried to but couldn't honey, but we will."
"Officer..." I paused, "You disgust me."
I ran, ran, and ran, my first time really understanding running. The cold wind and rain, from the dark misty sky, blew against my face creating my pale complexion into a rosy flush. The adrenaline I felt from running seemed to become like a pain killer. The refreshing wind cooled the burning around my eyes, denying my tears as rain drops blasting into my face with my incredible speed. I ran from it all, from the house, from the cops, from life, from death, from it all, it was just me, the rain, and the soothing rhythm of my steps splashing into forming puddles. All this was inanimate, hard to explain, but I felt like apart of that, fake, numb, unreal...
Finally realism caught up with me, I stopped, taking one amazing large inhale, large enough to make me black out. I resting, behind solid black bags of garbage. Peculiarly, the disgusting stench from the trash did not hassle me, I guess the emptiness inside took away my ability to react to such things.