Just a little short story that I made myself, feel free to comment if I made any mistake such as grammar or anything or if you have any idea on how I could make it a better story. Its been a while since I write stories so need someone who could point out my mistakes so I could make myself better. Feel free to read it and thanks. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- I had a twin sisters once. /had/ We were a happy family of five. My twin sisters were like, 2 years older than me. We spent most of our time together. But that night, everything changed. That fateful night, I watched my twin sisters, as they were murdered right infront of my eyes. It was on the 27th of May 2012. The incident is still fresh in my memory as if it had just happened yesterday. Our parents had left the three of us and went on a business trip ouside the country. As it was midterm school holiday, my sisters and I had nothing in mind so we just stayed at home. That day started with a pleasant morning. The sweet sound of birds chirping woke me up from my deep slumber. I woke up from my bed and went to wash my face and brush my teeth in the bathroom. Then, I went downstairs and I saw my two cute sisters, setting up the table for breakfast. We had fried rice and some sausages. It was just splendid. After having breakfast, one of my sisters said that she wanted to go to the mall to buy some stuff. We’ve decided to leave around 10 am and took a cab to the mall. We went window shopping around in the mall and we saw a really beautiful twin pair of dresses. I saw the happiness in my sisters’ faces. We went into the shop and my sisters went to try them on. In the end, my sisters bought the dresses. We then went to a bookstore to buy some stationary and books for school. After that, we walked around and I spotted an arcade, a gaming centre. My sisters saw the anthusiasm in my eyes and so, we went in. We were having a lot of fun that we lost track of time. Without realizing, it’s already 7 pm. We took a cab and straightaway went home. Upon reaching home, one of my sister told me that I should take a bath first while they prepared the food and table for dinner. While I was in the bathroom, I thought back of what we did for the whole day and I was so happy that I didn’t realised that I was smirking. After I had my bath, I went down and sat on the dining table, waiting for dinner to be served. It was a good dinner, and the food were really good. I never knew that my sisters would be so good at cooking. After dinner, we sat on the couch and watched the television together. There was a news about an escaped convicts that ran away from the prison. They said that he was a heartless madman that he killed many innocent people just for fun. Well, my sisters and I don’t really care about this since we know that we’re safe. It was a peaceful neighbourhood after all. We all went to bed early that night due to the fatigue from all the fun we had earlier. I was sleeping peacefully in my room. I was awaken by the sound of glass breaking from the living room. I also heard the sound of faint footsteps from outside of my room. I looked around, it was still dark so I grab the clock on my study table. The hour hand was pointing at 2 which means it was 2 o’clock in the morning. I was kinda curious of what was happening so I walked towards the door of my room to go downstairs. When I opened the door, I was surprised to see my two sisters, standing infront me, with their fingers on their mouth, asking me to keep quiet. They said that a stranger had break into the house. They asked me to hid myself under the bed and call the police. I did what they said, I grabbed my phone from the study table, hid myself under the bed and called the police for help. At that time, I didn’t realised that both my sisters had went downstairs. Not long after that, I heard one of my sisters screamed for help. I was so frightened yet I braved myself to go downstairs to look at what was happening. When I was walking down, I looked at the couch in the living room. Fear striked me deep inside my heart. I saw one of my sisters, with a kitchen knife, struck deep inside her stomach. Blood was gushing out non-stop from my sister’s wound. She was gasping heavily for air. I told her to hold onto the wound to prevent more blood from coming out. Tears started rolling down my cheeks as I left her to look for my other sister. I tried to look for her but she was nowhere to be found. Suddenly, I heard a loud bang in the kitchen. I rushed to the kitchen and saw my other sister lying on the ground with blood covering her head. It seemed as if she was hit by something hard. Then, I saw another shilouette beside my sister. It looks like a middle aged man. Could it be ? Is he the escaped convict that we saw in the news ? I was so frightened that I ran towards the door and left the house. I was so scared that I hid under the slide in the park. After around one hour, the police arrived. But then, it was way too late. Both my sisters were long gone. There were blood smeared everywhere. Even the madman had left the house. At that time, I didn’t know what I should do. I was so frightened yet regret. If only I was stronger, my sisters wouldn’t have died. We would still be together till today. But everything is in the past now. There’s nothing that I can do about it. At that night, I lost both my cute sisters right infront of my eyes. It’s been 5 years since then. ------------------------------------------------------------------
Posted on: Fri, 28 Mar 2014 12:05:08 +0000
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