Right to Wrong
~Perseus's POV~
I was sitting by a manmade creek, thinking of the past years.
I practically raised Michaela like I was her brother. 3 months after I met her I turned 3, while she turned 1. She's smart for her age, very smart.
At this time, Michaela is 3 and I am 5. In the last 2 years a lot has happened.
Number 1: My step-father has been hitting my Mother (I don't know that yet).
And, number 2: Michaela and I got closer. We made a language only we can understand. We meet at the creek every day.
~1 year later~
I was laying on my bed in the loft of my little house, with Michaela next to me. Earlier that day when we were running in the fields, we came back to see her house on fire.
Now, we were laying down trying to fall asleep. We started hearing whispering, I knew it was my Mother and Gabe.
I wasn't expecting my Mother to scream. Michaela and I ran down the steep ladder to the main floor. We turned to the door of their room.
We stopped at the door and listened. It was quiet for awhile, until I heard my Mother accused Gabe of killing Michaela's Mother and burning down their house.
What I heard next was a sound like someone stabbed flesh. Michaela and I shared a look and ran inside.
My Mother was on the bed dead with a knife in her heart. Gabe saw us there, I ran took the knife and killed him with it.
After, Michaela and I packed a bag each and left the house. We burned the evidence and swore to never tell anyone about what happened.
~MsPenguingirl123.