เข้าสู่ระบบWhen I was sixteen, a criminal broke into our home, tortured and murdered my mother, then set the house on fire to destroy the evidence. I was there and saw everything. My father, my uncle, and the police asked me again and again what happened that night. I refused to speak. They thought the shock had left me unable to speak, so they gave me a pen and asked me to write down what the killer looked like. I still said nothing and made no move to write. Ten years later, I was twenty-six. My father and I fell out over my mother’s case. We went eight years without seeing each other. Then, out of nowhere, he came to see me. I came home from work to my rented apartment and opened the door. He and my uncle were inside, watching me with cold expressions. “Lynn, were you the one who killed your mother?”
ดูเพิ่มเติมDad stared at me and shook his head violently.“Bullshit! Your mother could never kill anyone!“If she killed that man for you, why protect her murderer? Why wouldn’t you tell us the truth, no matter how many times we asked?”I smiled.I couldn’t help looking up at the night sky.Mom’s spirit was gone, but I could almost make out her shape, as though she were still beside me.“Because Mom wouldn’t let me. Dad, did you know? For the past ten years, I saw her spirit every single day…”I couldn’t hide it anymore.They had found the shed. I had no choice but to tell them everything sooner than I planned.When they learned that Mom’s spirit was the reason I stayed silent about her killer, Dad and my uncle stood with their mouths open, unable to speak for a long time.They instinctively doubted me, but they wanted my story to be true.If it was, I wasn’t a killer or a monster. I was still their family.“No… That’s impossible!”Dad finally broke the silence. “If that’s true, your mother’s spi
“Ah!”He screamed in pain and twisted away.“Are you insane? Stop! L-Lynn, this isn’t ten years ago. If you kill me, you won’t get away with it!”The saw blade cut into his thigh. When he twisted away, I moved closer with it.Only then did he realize I intended to kill him and that I could go through with it.“Ah!”In the empty shed, his screams gradually drowned out the rain and thunder.He struggled desperately. There was nothing left in his eyes but fear.“I was wrong! I can give you money!“I have plenty. Let me go, and I’ll give you whatever you want!”I almost laughed.I wanted only his life.He tortured Mom for three hours. I remembered every minute.The night was long, and I had barely begun.I didn’t know whether it was excitement or my body’s instinctive revulsion.Nausea surged through me, and I vomited.The killer had passed out from the pain.The stale air in the shed smelled of blood, filth, and dust.Suddenly, everything was quiet.The rain had stopped.I couldn’t stop y
Before I could speak, the killer shouted even louder.“Are you fucking deaf? Let me go and get out of here. Stay away, and I’ll pretend this never happened! But if you lay a finger on me…“Your dad and uncle are still alive, aren’t they? One word from me, and my men will send them out of the country. They’ll wish they were dead. I’ll make you watch them suffer, just like you watched me torture your mother to death!”He licked his lips, his eyes wild. “Want me to remind you what it was like?”His words dragged me back to that nightmare of a night.Mom’s screams woke me from my sleep.I ran to her bedroom and saw that he had tied her up. She fought desperately against the ropes.“Run! Lynnie, run!”But my legs went weak. I couldn’t escape.He lunged at me, grabbed my hair, and slammed my head against the wall again and again.Blood covered my face. I had no strength left to fight when he tied me up.Through the haze, I heard Mom begging him.“Please. I’m begging you, let her go. Don’t to
Ten years of waiting made our hatred grow beyond measure.I was certain that if Dad and my uncle knew who the killer was, they wouldn’t call the police.An execution would be far too easy for him.I felt the same way.I wanted him to suffer ten times, a hundred times more than Mom had.I would bear the consequences alone.“Why did you agree? Do you still think of her as your niece? If she were normal, if she had a conscience, how could she protect the killer for ten years?”As I got out of the car, I faintly heard Dad questioning my uncle.My uncle sighed. “We’ve waited ten years. What’s one more month?”“Who knows what she’ll do with that month? If she had something to do with Susan’s death, what’s to stop her from coming after us…”I walked too far away to hear the rest.After I was raped ten years ago, I withdrew into myself and barely spoke to anyone.When Mom died, I refused to identify her killer. Even Dad and my uncle, the people closest to me, turned away from me.I had lost ev






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