Driven to Kill

Introduction

Ten years had gone past since the worst incident of my entire life occurred. I remember it in such vivid detail that it's scary. I recall the shouts and screams from two individuals, I was certain that one was my mother, the other was a man I was unsure of. It sounded almost like arguing, just one seemed a little less serene than the other. I was tucked under my sheets, too afraid to investigate the two, I was only five afterall. The shouts from the man eventually got louder resulting me to shed tears of both fear and sadness. /Smash/ Silence afterwards, only for a while until a shriek of the woman sounded and a nearly inaudible thud was heard. Instead of soft crying full on sobs transpired from me, I used the pillow beside my head to muffle my cries. I was completely petrified. Usually in a scary situation like this I would turn to my older brother, Shawn, for comfort only that day he was being preoccupied at his friend's house. It was ironic, the worst event I've ever had to face was comfort free. I'm very certain that my mother's killer was my father, I'm too afraid to make any false accusations though. Afterall, I was only five years old, a five year old could have imagined anything in that scenario to fill a gap. I remember being very certain for a while though, I'm still too frightened to say a word about this.

A/N sorry for a short intro. I will write another chapter as soon as possible.