The bleak patter of rain hits my bedroom window, until i joyfully woke up. The rain started to die down sharply. I then stretch my tired body when turning to the clock. It was dark, but thankfully noticeable because of its metallic shine. I bring myself to the edge of my bed to walk over to my tv (I couldn't sleep).
Suddenly, a lump of concrete tears through my window and shattered a mug I left on a shelf. My body stuttered. My curtains rush out the broken window, holding on to the nailed in pole. An amber glow appeared and all I could feel was the cold rage on my chest. So I decided to put on a jacked with thick tracksuits.
My body was curious to see the large light but I needed to get my phone."Come on, come on... How is there no f**king signal?!" I quietly screamed.
All of a sudden, glimpses of light outside turned into a roaring blaze. "FIRE! Please, just work you broken little b**ch!". My phone died so I hurled the concrete outside with instant fury. Then the curtains sweeped to both sides causing three criminals to spot me. The flames reflected my tender skin so I had to disappear. They knew where to look and wouldn't accept witnesses.
The house was hollow and I felt like a ghost. Abandoned. Betrayed. helpless. Although, the violence ripped through the garden and the thugs had broken in. I Had to defend my self. Until I had a sudden memory of a fearful past.
It would be best to graze the rubble off my cheek . Gripping a kitchen knife in fear, my eyes filled with fury. Thirsty for blood.
To be a like ghost in needed to be invisible. relentless.These people don't know what they're dealing with. I remembered everything.
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Born for Blood
ActionA young boys life story contained violence, betrayal and mind games. He would have to survive against th world since the world wanted him dead.The boy thought humanity went in the wrong direction. And must punish us to save the innocent lives of the...
