~Chapter 3~1
*Freedom?*2
Sarah burst out the front door, power craved. The fight still fresh in her mind. As she ran down the block, she scenes flashed in order in front of her. Just like how people explain it, when right before you die the scenes of your life flash in front of your eyes. 3
She had ambushed her mom in the kitchen. She was just cleaning the dishes when Sarah had come up behind her with her hands clenched behind her back. A broom was held fast. Sarah’s mother turned around to face her daughter, hands still soapy. She saw Sarah’s expression of pure coldness. Reaching out to her daughter, the last words Sarah would hear before her flight was “Sarah, Honey, I’m so-“ Sarah struck. Her mom was dazed but still standing because Sarah had hesitated in the middle of her swing. Tears slipped down her cheek as she struck again, this time her mom dropped like a fly. She stood there for a few seconds, watching over her mother. The broom slipped from her hand and clattered to the floor. A tear slipped off her cheek onto her mothers shirt as her sister peaked around the corner. “Sarah… what going ---“ Sarah rounded on her. Jamie looked awe struck. “Sarah! You in trouble now!” Looking at her sister she suddenly grabbed her and dragged her up into the attic. 4
The old bed sheets tied around her, bound her tightly. She stuffed an old sock in her mouth to gag her and with a slightly sympathetic look she grabbed a rope and tied her sister tightly to a beam supporting the ceiling. Standing back and looking at her sister, she turned and ran back down to the kitchen. Her mom still wasn’t moving. “I’m sorry” Sarah whispered as she turned and ran out the door. Stopping, she turned back and walked back in. She found a piece of paper and a pencil and tore it in half. She wrote two notes.5
The first one read as follows: Mom, I’m sorry, I just had to get away. I won’t tell you where I am because you may try to find me. I Won’t tell you when I left, because you may be able to trace where I might have had the time to go if I state the current time. I’m really sorry and I hope you can forgive me. 6
Love,7
Sarah8
P . S - Jamie is tied upstairs in the attic to the supporting beam.9
Sarah reread her note as she laid it next to her mom. She pulled out the second piece of paper and wrote a different note on that one. It read: I know I have done wrong. I am the one who harmed my mother and my sister. If mom hasn’t woken up, Jamie is upstairs tied to the supporting beam in the attic. So sorry,10
Sarah11
She re-read this note too and set it by the phone on the counter. She picked up the phone and dialed her dad. 12
“Hello?” Her dad picked up and said13
“Hey dad…It’s Sarah…” she had replied and felt the tears begin to collect in her eyes.14
“Sarah..” Her dad began hearing her voice crack from trying to not cry, “Sarah, what’s wrong? Honey are you ok?” Her dad asked in a concerned way.15
“I…I did something bad…” She managed to choke out. “Mom and.. and Jamie...” She started breathing heaver and heard her dad trying to coax her into telling him. “mom and Jamie are…hurting.” She finished.16
“What does that have to do with…” He started but Sarah cut him off.17
“I did it to them! It was me!” she started sobbing then quietly said, “dad I have to leave now…I can’t hurt anyone else… goodbye.” She hung up.18
“Sarah… Sarah!” Her dad clicked the receiver and heard the automated voice system “The parties have stopped talking. Please hang up and try your call again.”19
He dropped the phone and picked it back up. 20
“Hello, Las Vegas Police department”21
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Comments
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GRRRREAT! lol
OHH, I hate it when they do this.. I have to keep reading, and I'm almost out of time here. Going to go back and read the next chapter, I hope it is as good as these first three. -
I expected (death, tragic loss, unfulfilled desires, disappointments, major illness) although there have been all of these, and none of them have been easy.
heard a shot. I expected death in a second.
Some time passed. Maybe only a few seconds, but to me, it was too short. -
thr pace of this story is so fast...i love it

