“From the darkness came the sound of a loud gun shot. I was terrified. I mean, can you imagine being woken up by a flipping gun shot, right in your home? My mom and I had both already gone to bed, and my dad and brother were on a backpacking trip. I tried to remember if I had heard anything before the gunshot, but I couldn’t recall anything. I was too scared to get up and go check what it was. I then realized that it was the middle of the night, and it was probably just my imagination- maybe even something from my dream.” I paused and took a deep breath. “So, I went back to sleep, a little uneasy, but it was fine. So, then, later, I woke up and I looked over at the clock and saw it was about 8:20ish, groaning (because who in the world would …show more content…
Then there was a dead man lying in the middle of the room, blood pooled around him. It was the most horrifying thing I have ever seen in my entire life. Even just thinking about it makes me sick. I tried to ask my mom who it was, but it took a couple tries due to the fact I was staring at a dead body, right in the “safety” of my home.” I even made the finger quotations that people do, usually when they are being sarcastic, but there was nothing funny about this. “Once I finally got it out, all my mom did was shake her head and barely whisper: I don’t even know. There is a random, dead, man in the middle of my home. She said it like she was just realizing this. I asked her what we should do. She told me to go get the phone, so that’s what I did. Then that is when I called you guys.” I leaned back in the cold, metal chair. “I guess you guys know the …show more content…
“Brianna-“ “Call me Bri.” He looked a little annoyed but continued. “Okay. Bri, you don’t have any idea who that man was?” “Were you even listening? Seriously! No, I have absolutely NO IDEA who the dead guy is.” He gave his partner a look then went on. “Well, just last night there was another murder reported just across the street from your house. In the alley between the apartment complex, and the office building.” That part gave me some serious shivers, I go through that alley almost every day to get to my best friend Coralia’s house. Never again. “His exact description, along with another man’s was given. We suspect that something went wrong, and they had to find somewhere to hide, and chose your house, it being just across the street. We are thinking that the other man killed the man that you and your mother discovered. Do you have anything that could help us prove, or disprove this theory?” “Oh, wow, uh, no. I don’t, sorry.” I responded, having a sudden strong desire out of get out of my pajamas. “Alright then, as soon as we are done with speaking to your mother, you can both head home.” His partner finally piped up and
“I went hot and cold and shimmery and saw the gun and reached for it and put a shell in it and went back to the sound. I went in there. I shot upwards in that melancholy space and saw her mouth go wide and silent as plaster sprinkled onto the bedclothes. I put the gun aside and lay on the bed.” (Page 104)
“Run Karen, Find my Brother, he will take care of you!” Daddy 's scream echoed to me from the front door as I stared at him petrified at the scene unfolding in front of me. Mommy’s blood coated the planks of wood my Daddy laid on. My sister 's teddy bear torn and cascaded in her blood as if it had been the one bleeding itself. Worst of all, my father who laid on the front porch attempting but to no avail to close the gaping hole in his stomach where the pole impaled him.
Anthony seemed to read her mind and began talking. “There’s a tale that the ghost of a famous killer haunts these woods, and that he kills everyone who enters. He slits their throat, but only after removing pieces of their skin, the parts the human body can survive without. I heard he mostly targets women,” Explained Anthony, “And honestly, it’s the only rational explanation on why John isn’t back yet.” A smile creeped onto Amy’s face, “Yeah!
“Yes.” Leaning forward in his chair, Li pressed forward. “So you blame him even though you weren’t in contact and he had no way of knowing you were at the warehouse until Mosco made the phone call?” Sniffing loudly, Tom nodded his head. “Yes.”
Midway, the power shut down and the house was pitch black. I dropped all of my stuff, I was afraid for some reason. I felt weird. I was afraid, scared. I moved backwards, and I shivered—really big, it was like the cold controlled me—" She stopped in her sentence, thinking about how she would give him the grave news.
I say I can hear my mom crying in the bedroom, she usually does this on a daily basis but today it is more than usual because my father died on this day. Today marks four years since his death, I still feel guilty for it. I was in the car with my dad when it occurred and I couldn 't do anything to solve it or help him but I still tell myself I could have done something. Sniffling my mother responds, “Yes Meghan?”
LAS VEGAS SHOOTING : HOW IT HAPPENED "Then two rows in front of me a woman goes down and a man yells that she’s bleeding and people duck down," Compton said. "And I’m just standing there." Compton 's friend yelled at her: Get down! But she didn’t immediately understand what was happening. "Even three or four minutes into it, I was still thinking, ‘This can’t be happening.
I swallowed hard as I slouched backwards in my seat, feeling the colour draining from my face. The more I thought about what she said, the more I realized that it sort of made sense. When I first walked into school, twenty minutes ago, I couldn’t help but feel like something had gone wrong. I’d even seen bits of the staff clustered together in the hallway, their heads down as they talked quickly and quietly in furious whisperings. “Who’s Archer