my lifes battle

Everything.... Gone. Here all alone, in the dark. No place to go, no one to run to. It's like a never ending nightmare, an endless maze with no way out. Like the life has been sucked out of me, leaving a useless, pale corpse in the middle of an abandoned bedroom. 1 1

It used to be my best friends bedroom. Her poster of Mia Hamm still on the wall. She loved soccer, I bet you a million dollars she would have ended up a pro. She walked outside, I guess about three days ago, and accidentally got shot in the head. A week after, her family was murdered. Including her three month old brother. I miss her so much. She was like a sister to me. 2 2

About six hours ago I heard screaming in my house. I was in my bedroom, and it was very scary. I ran downstairs and my mother was lying dead on the kitchen floor. There was blood splattered against the walls, and a huge cut on her chest, right over her heart. Then I heard another scream. Anthony, my older brother, was dead on his bedroom floor, blood on the walls, and that same cut on his chest that my mom had. I was the last one. My dad was already gone, had died before I was born. Now I was hiding inside my friend's bedroom. 3 3

The war was still going on outside. Now, this wasn't like a big war like world war 2. It was a small war here in Georgia. It was just in this state. I am only eleven, so I am not really sure how it started, all I know is that if I walk out the front door, I won't have a head anymore. 4 4

There were no more flowers, no more trees. My family and friends were gone, left me to go to heaven. I had no place to go, no place to be. I was starving and tired and had a massive headache. No future for me. Yeah, my life sucks. 5 5

Now there was someone coming upstairs. I quickly hid underneath the bed, and put my hand over my mouth as someone walked in the room. 6 6

"Hello? I no your in here. I saw you run over here after I murdered your ma and bro. Too bad you weren't there, it was marvelous. Did you hear their screaming? Ahh, the best sound ever. Just come out, and I won't make it painful." I was still crying, and I couldn't stop. Knowing that the man who killed my family was standing right in front of me was crazy, scary, and I just wanted to kill him. I didn't know how.... Until.... 7 7

I saw it. There was a long, shiny knife just sitting on the table. If I could only reach it before this murderer could catch me.... 8 8

I slowly crawled out from under the bed as soon as the murderer, John as he had just told me, had walked out of the room. I ran and grabbed the knife and walked out of the room toward the stairs. There was just a hallway to walk, the problem was, there was a door leading to another bedroom on the hallway. John was in it. 9 9

I tiptoed to the door. I peeked inside. He was looking out the window, checking to make sure I hadn't gotten away. I passed the door, and very slowly walked down the steps. Oh, yeah, I forgot to mention, I am extremely clumsy. So, naturally, I tripped, and tumbled down the steps. Really not the best time to be a klutz. 10 10

John ran out and basically jumped down the steps, and I held up the knife to defend myself. 11 11

"Oh, come on, Hally! Drop the knife, and we can just get this over with." He himself was holding a knife, though he also had a hand gun in his belt. 12 12

"Never." He kicked my arm and the knife dropped to the ground. He put me in a headlock, and the knife to my throat. 13 13

"I have you now. Goodbye, Hally." 14 14

I guess it didn't matter anymore. I had already lost my family, friends, everything. I could go see them now. I give up. No more fighting, no more war. My life was over. My life gave me a battle. A battle to hard to fight. 15 15