"My captor eyed me curiously and crept away. Suddenly, out of nothing, he slid a gun out from under his shirt and spun around. The crack of a gunshot whipped my ears, and I looked before me, the lady in the distance kneeling over, clutching her chest…"
"Beep beep beep beep
The heart monitor echoes through the room. The sound bounces off the walls, slowly fading into silence. Mum’s limp hand lays on the white mattress. Her eyes are shut and her face is deathly pale. She’s dying.…"
"A deep voice, split with static and crackles, spoke through the television. Bright images flash, illuminating this dark, empty room.
“Earlier today a young girl was discovered in her house, which has been turned into a crime scene, corpses of…"
"Neenaw, neenaw, neenaw.
“We’ll take him there”
The muffled noise from the ambulance could still be heard beyond the rusty van doors. Nothing clear came to mind. My head dripped with crimson red, heavy with bloodlust. I could…"
"“H-hello?” I stuttered as my voice echoed across the room.
Droplets of sweat inched down my face as fear crippled inside the pit of my stomach. My limbs felt as if they were replaced with overstretched elastic bands. Head…"
"A blinding light. The sound of my heartbeat. As I begin to stand, darkness engulfs me. I hear a whisper, calling my name. As I turn, I realised it was the door. I hear the sound of the door opening to my future. I open the door, first thing I hear…"
Oct 12, 2016
Sara sheldon is now a member of Write Path International Connections