Creative Writing: The Murderer

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he lights flashing red, blue, and white, blinding my eyes. Alarms surrounding me in all directions, trapped. Dogs barking, cries was heard over a mile away. My heart pounding as I wondered into town, taking long strides. The smoke hitting my nose, scrunching my face up in disgust. Dumpsters overflowing with trash, the roads covered in mud, tire marks engraved into it. The streets began to be crowded with men and women going in all sorts of direction, stares grazing my back, wishing they would stop. Covering myself, teeth chattering against the tune of the winter breeze. The winter breath making contact against my skin, sending shivers down my spine.

As I turned and made my way down the alleyway, The only noise heard was my worn out sneakers …show more content…

It was already nightfall and I was beginning to wonder if it was a good idea to go through the back roads. I stopped and I turned around, only to be met by an unfamiliar face. "a pretty girl like you, shouldn't be out alone at this time of night, let me give you a ride?" he asked me.I ignored him and continued walking. He must be out of his mind as if I'm going to go anywhere with him, I don't even know him, he could be a murderer for all I know. "come on, it's 11:47, you don't wanna catch a cold do you?". "I'm fine", I said as coldly as the wind. "are you", I cut him off and snapped "just get a life and leave me alone". He then began to proceed towards me and my heart began to pound at the speed of light. Panic began to take over me and I started running, the adrenaline was coursing through my veins, I ran into the forest, through the trees, flying over the logs. I tripped over a root that was sticking out and landed face …show more content…

His large, intimidating figure, the black dishevelled hair, the only thing we have in common are our eyes, both grey, inherited by our mother. Snapping back to reality, "Dear brother, seriously kidnapping me, I better add that to the list of reasons on why I hate you", i replied. "sister, knowing you, you wouldn't have come willingly", I was trying to control the anger building up in me, oh all I wanna do is go up to him and smack that smirk off his face but I'd properly be dead, eh it's worth it. "mum's dead", seriously Ronaldo, seriously you think I care about that witch, after what she did to me. I felt numb after he mentioned her, "I give my condolences" I said coldly. "you give your condolences, seriously that's all you could say!" his outburst, hardly surprised me. "okay then, I give my deepest condolences", I replied sarcastically. He then put a bitter smirk on "do you remember, what father said about the deal between him and Anthony Peterson", "yeah and", "congratulations Bella, your getting married", my eyes widened and my mouth dropped, Oh God, this isn't supposed to happen, no, no,

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