Summin' Different
PostPosted: Sat Nov 22, 2003 11:01 pm
The click of leather on a paved street echoes down an alley. A lone figure can be seen trailing blood. She looks to the sky, her face grim with the blood that stains her hands. She knew it didn't have to come to this. She knew it was so easy to advoid. She looks to the moon, the symbol of womanhood in the vast heavens. She weeps to her Father and for all that she has hurt this night. She sinks against one of the damp brick walls of the alley and reminices the beginning of it all.
"Sasha you can't go out tonight. There is too many rumours flying about."
"Oh shutup. I have to see him! I have to talk to him out of this."
She knew she was right to plead her sister to stay. She knew it wasn't just the rumours that made her body scream out a warning. Her sister did leave, and she never came back as herself. She did not get there in time to save him only to see what they did to him. Poor Stephen. Poor sweet Stephen. She came home in a trance. She stopped talking, stopped eating, stopped thinking. Daddie tried to feed her, to snap her out of it.
She looked down at the bullet hole in her side. They had claimed her too, but she had won. they were gone. She laughed until blood came up with her breaths. Was she ok to laugh at killing someone? She did'nt think about it for too long.
All the warm memories of Sasha came rushing back. Finding her in the kitchen making brownies just for the fun of it, seeing her come home with a boquete of daisies just for her, just because. Listening to her sing while she brushed and styled her hair. All the times at the park with Stephen. Listening to their laughter, seeing and feeling their love. They all said "Keidra, I'm sorry for your loss." But Sasha wasn't lost. She was gone. She wasn't ever going to find her beloved sister in the kitchen or in the bedroom sketching. She was gone.
She looked to the sky again. She felt so tired. So weak. She woundered if anyone would think these things about the people she had killed that night. In the moment of realization she sheds a tear, realeses a prayer asking for forgiveness and falls dead.
"Police arrive on the scene this morning finding five dead and a trail of blood that is believed to lead to the killer. Police suspect this a gang related crime. No further information is available at this time."
Ok I don't normally do this kind of writing but hey you know thought I'd do something a little different. Let me know how ya'all likes it.
"Sasha you can't go out tonight. There is too many rumours flying about."
"Oh shutup. I have to see him! I have to talk to him out of this."
She knew she was right to plead her sister to stay. She knew it wasn't just the rumours that made her body scream out a warning. Her sister did leave, and she never came back as herself. She did not get there in time to save him only to see what they did to him. Poor Stephen. Poor sweet Stephen. She came home in a trance. She stopped talking, stopped eating, stopped thinking. Daddie tried to feed her, to snap her out of it.
She looked down at the bullet hole in her side. They had claimed her too, but she had won. they were gone. She laughed until blood came up with her breaths. Was she ok to laugh at killing someone? She did'nt think about it for too long.
All the warm memories of Sasha came rushing back. Finding her in the kitchen making brownies just for the fun of it, seeing her come home with a boquete of daisies just for her, just because. Listening to her sing while she brushed and styled her hair. All the times at the park with Stephen. Listening to their laughter, seeing and feeling their love. They all said "Keidra, I'm sorry for your loss." But Sasha wasn't lost. She was gone. She wasn't ever going to find her beloved sister in the kitchen or in the bedroom sketching. She was gone.
She looked to the sky again. She felt so tired. So weak. She woundered if anyone would think these things about the people she had killed that night. In the moment of realization she sheds a tear, realeses a prayer asking for forgiveness and falls dead.
"Police arrive on the scene this morning finding five dead and a trail of blood that is believed to lead to the killer. Police suspect this a gang related crime. No further information is available at this time."
Ok I don't normally do this kind of writing but hey you know thought I'd do something a little different. Let me know how ya'all likes it.