I went to Brother Mike’s place and waited for him to go out. His house is small and simple, with a little sunflower in a pot at the front of his house. I don’t know if the flower is real. I have been waiting for this moment since my memory of his comeback. I research like a detective where he lived so that I will pick him up or kidnap him. I am waiting inside the car with Echo. Waiting for him to come out.
“Come out. Come out wherever you are,” I whispered while waiting for Brother Mike. I saw a chubby little girl go out of the house. She is wearing shorts and a shirt and her hair is tied with a pink ribbon that makes her cute. She wears her pair of slippers, and she calls her daddy, and it is Brother Mike. I saw him kiss his daughter. That is why I wonder if he is sexually abusing his daughter too. I watched the kid leave. She went to her playmate living next door with her buck
“See you later, Brother Mike”, I whispered to him. He is still unconscious. I know that Brother Mike will not escape because, aside from Echo, who is guarding him. His legs are broken too. I kissed Echo goodbye and told him that I wouldn’t take long. I left Brother Mike with Echo because I need to do an important thing since I can’t sleep and I can’t take the red car anymore. I need to get rid of it. I felt mixed emotions, making the fuse of my brain spark, and I couldn’t think straight anymore. That is why I need to get rid of the red car, and I will do it right now.I went to South St. and saw the red car parked at the front of the house of the family who shouted at me. It’s past midnight, and the surrounding is so quiet. The neighbor living three vacant lots away from them is already sleeping. I looked around to check if there was someone the
AFTER A WEEKI went to the grocery just to buy two bottles of orange juice and a pack of cigarettes. When I saw many people gathering together at the fountain park near the grocery store, they were all wearing white t-shirts, with a white candle each and a paper. I wonder why they are gatherings? I parked my car near the grocery store and went down to buy what I needed, but before I went inside the grocery store, I heard a rumor that there was a killer on the loose in our place and called everyone to be aware and to keep themselves safe. That gave a scare to everyone, and the last victim was the Husband and wife in South St. The killer burned their car while they were inside the car. I take the paper from the young man who is wearing a white t-shirt too. Standing beside the door of the grocery store.“Excuse me, what is goi
I searched for the girl on social media using my laptop to know more about her. She is Rachel Mein. She's twenty-two years old, the same age as me, working as a sales executive in a glass company, loves to wear contact lenses, is a freak, and a loser because she is fighting with someone here in social media named Gail because of a boyfriend issue and the only daughter of the husband and wife that I burned inside the red car. Perfect! now let’s see if she can fight me.“Where are you going?” Echo asked.“To the girl that I want to teach a lesson,” I answered. He looked at me with questioning eyes.“Her name is Rachel Mein and she is a freak,” I added.“You want me
I feel so relieved right now aside from the fact that we made love. and this is the first time again in a long time that I don’t have a nightmare. I sleep well, that is why my head does not ache anymore. It seems that the burning of the red car works. I went downstairs and greeted everybody with a “good morning.” I prepare breakfast for everybody. I cooked bacon and eggs, I put the bacon and eggs one by one on their plates, I made coffee with one teaspoon of coffee, one tablespoonful of milk, and sugar. I don’t want to make coffee in a coffee maker if it is my own coffee because I want to make it in an old-fashioned way because for me It makes the coffee naturally delicious. It is just my opinion and I don’t know about others and I sat between John and the girls facing my parents. I look at them and I smile at them. With the energy that I have. I can say that I am ready for today.
I am waiting for Brother Ven to wake up. He is lying on the sofa chair while Carmen is sitting beside her. Like Brother Mike, I wrapped them with duct tape on her hands and her feet and I also stitch her mouth, and right now I don’t know if she is still breathing or not. Poor Carmen. She is supposed to be not here but she’s hard-headed. She will call the police so I stitch her mouth so that she can’t talk. I look at her. She looks so sick. There’s a rumor that Carmen has a weak heart and is struggling to survive. She has a daughter and her husband died two years ago. I tried to wake her up but she is not waking up. I checked her pulse on her neck but I couldn't get any. I looked at her and I realized that she is already pale but I didn’t kill her. I only stitch her mouth.I look at Brother Ven because I am so excited to let him know about the real me and the miss
Brother Ven is a good man and he is nanny Silva’s friend. That is why I need to be gentle with him even though he is losing my patience because he is asking a lot of things. I made him coffee again so that once he regained consciousness he had a coffee to drink.I am sitting in front of him and waiting for him to wake up and once he wakes up. I will offer him coffee so I will not be harsh on him before showing him, Belinda. The true reason why I need him here.After a moment of waiting. He wakes up and he looks dismayed, maybe because he is thinking that this is all just his dream but it is not.“Hi” I greeted him with a smile because I am so happy to see him awake now.“I m
“Hi, Helena” The woman wearing white greeted me. I looked at her trying to look at her face but I don’t know her. She’s wearing eyeglasses, her hair was tied and she looks like an angel. Such a sweet, innocent face but I know she is hiding something.“How are you, Helena?” She asked me while she was staring at me but I didn’t answer.I don’t know why I am here inside the room with her. Only her and I but there’s a man outside standing and watching us. He is wearing white too. As if he is guarding the woman sitting in front of me. I can see him from the glass window. He looked so serious. I am also wearing white but not white like her. She is holding a pen and there’s paper on the table in front of her. There’s a camera beside her too. I looked at her and th
I woke up in a tiny room with no Television, aircon, or even electric fan. Only a bed with a white blanket and white pillow and a glass window that is impossible to open. I looked around and I found a camera. A surveillance camera. I know that they are watching me from outside. I stood up and I tried to open the door but it was locked from outside. I tried to shake the door but it was too hard and too strong. I can’t even shake it and it is impossible for me to open it. “Hello, is anyone there?” I asked but nobody answered. I put my ear against the door to listen if someone is outside but I can't hear anything either. I tried to shake the door but I couldn't shake it. It is too hard and heavy. I feel like they don’t want to let someone out once they put it in. “Hello!” I called again but this time in a louder voice. Almost