SSSHHH: LAST WORDS OF A KILLER

YEAR 2001:A woman is walking on the lonely wet road in the cold night. Her condition indicates that she went through something bad. Her stumbling footsteps, ruined makeup, torn and wet clothes, trembling lips and uncontrollably falling tears all tell the story of what has happened.FLASHBACK:“Oh My God! James…wake up…James…James…we are already late…No! I’m late…wake up!” Mrs. Maria Thompson said jerking husband James to wake up and then pulling the duvet when he doesn’t wakes up.Mrs. Maria Thompson or should I say the most beautiful woman in the whole universe as her husband puts it. She is 30 years old and despite her age her beauty can still bewitch man men and give complex to many women around her. Maria is 5’8 with fair complexion, long waist length hair, green eyes and world’s most beautiful smile – again her husband’s words not mine.Maria was twenty-five when she got married to her childhood sweetheart James. They have loved each other a lot. They stood beside each other thr

Seven Years Later:A young girl blinded folded is all alone in the forest practicing Fencing. She is wearing a black crop top paired with black combat trousers with shoulder length hair tied in a braid and a shiny blade.There is no other sound in the forest except the slash and zoom sounds of her sword cutting through the air, her movements are clear and sharp. The blind has hidden much of her features but her bare body under the top shows how strong she is. She has fair complexion, pink lips, strong arms, clear cut abs with 5’8 height. She takes a jump and moves her sword around. Her movements will be proven fatal for her opponents in a fight as it is for some poor tree branches and leaves. But suddenly her practice is interrupted when her phone rings.She stops and unfolds her blinds. Her big beautiful dark brown eyes are exposed which enhances her beauty. She walks towards her bag and pulls out phone from its front pocket. Seeing the caller ID a sweet smile sweeps its way on her p

Author’s POV:Zara and her peers calmed down, and class began."Good morning, boys and girls," pleasantly welcomed their professor. Mrs. Roy"Good morning, Mrs. Roy," they greeted her with equal enthusiasm."How are you all today?" She asked them. It was her habit to begin the lesson with some gossip to lighten the mood."GOOD!" They answered in unison. She chuckled at their early morning passion."Since you are all feeling good, then I think I should tell you about your grades." She stated this while looking at each of them."Nooo…Please do not do this, Mrs. Roy." Mrs. Roy was determined to accomplish this, despite the pupils' whining and pouting.She placed her black purse on the desk and brought out a brown envelope containing our checked papers."I must say you guys have improved a lot and performed pretty well. Expect one." Mrs. Roy fixed her focus on a student behind Zara. The pupils did not follow her gaze since the entire class knew who it would be: "ROCKY SILAS," as usual, wh