SSSHHH: LAST WORDS OF A KILLER

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

Author’s POV:Zara and her mother were devastated on the news. Arlette cried her heart out the whole night. After her divorce her kids were the only reason she made it through the ups and downs of the life. With Charlotte gone, a part of her died with her daughter.On the other hand Zara was as much in grief as her mother. Her sister, who was also like another mother to her was no more. The whole night she kept on hugging her mother as if she will also lose her mother if she let go.Next morning; the house was completely quiet. Zara and her mother didn’t slept as they kept on crying. Zara although stopped but the pain she was going through of losing a sibling was unbearable. Zara, her mother and Inspector Kenneth who didn’t left the whole night; were all sitting in the living room.Both mother and daughter were mourning over Charlotte’s death when a car pulled in front of their door. Inspector Kenneth rose form his place and went out of the room.A moment later he returned. The expres

Author’s POV:As usual Zara woke up with uneven breathing and profuse sweating. The nightmares won’t let her sleep. Every time she thinks she is about to have a peaceful sleep, the nightmare occurs and very forcefully she has to wake up.Zara sat on her bed and checked the time. It was 6:30, she sighed deeply and went to bathroom for her morning routine. Today she opted to wear baby pink fur sweater which she paired with blue jeans and sneakers. Letting her hair fall freely she gave herself a final touch and made way out of the room.“Mom, I don’t want breakfast. I’m running late…Bye” Zara said while running out of the house. By the time her mother bid her a goodbye from the kitchen, Zara was already in the car putting it in ignition.The weather was good. The early winter days were cold but the sunlight spread a warm feeling. Zara drove through the town and soon reached college.“Hi Zara” Gina said meeting her at the entrance of the main building with Rocky and Ben in tow.“Hi guys,