I was running down the street, alone in the dark. I heard people chasing me from afar. Suddenly, something hit my head and I fell to the ground.1
I woke up two hours later, in a windowless room with only a candle as light. A man with a ski mask asked me, "Tell me the code," which I did not know what he meant.2
He drew a knife, and grabbed my hand. I once again said I had no idea what he meant by code. He then slowly drew the knife closer to my thumb. Then he pulled it up and sliced my finger off. I cried out in pain and he told me to shut up as he hit me.3
He grabbed my hand and pushed into a bowl of salt. I begged and begged and begged but he did no show any emotion at all.
Author notes
This will be more violent. This is not for young eyes.
Thanks for reading. Please comment.
Comments
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This is quiet violent.
And i was amazed because of your age
But then again i wrote like this at your age
You maybe could've drawn out the start
Instead of just knocking her out
Other then that this was very nicely written
Keep up the good work! -
Violent
That`s pretty violent for an 11 year old. Still great, kinda confused to where it`s going. If you do happen to make another part that is. 4th paragraph you mean `...he did no(t) show any emotion at all`. Still great, liked it, and sorta glad to see a young writer such as yourself, although I would like to see some, not so violent stories. Lol.
-Kieran
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