Novel & Cerita My Sister Killed Me With Kindness

I stood at the edge of what used to be the main square, staring at the smoldering remains of the settlement, feeling like I was standing on the other side of a chasm I couldn’t cross. My hands still shook, my clothes were stiff with dried blood—*her* blood—and I couldn’t get the image of Chloe’s face out of my mind, the way her eyes had gone wide with shock, the way her voice had trembled in those final moments. I had killed her. My sister. My own sister.....

He stepped forward but I rooted myself in place, willing my confidence not to leave me, "You want to talk, fine, let's talk. Growing up, I had the best sister. My dad may have been a pretentious twat and my mother was undeserving of the Luna title but my sister, she was something else. She was amazing, the only one who truly understood me. She stood up for me whenever my dad thought he was teaching me to be a strong alpha. Most of the time taking my beatings on herself to spare me. And on her sixteenth birthday, after her first shift, she decided to end it all." I gasped, hands flying to cover my mouth, "I-I'm sorry." My heart ached in my chest and tears pricked my eyes. "She didn't kill her

He smiled “ You’re going to kill her?? Why?? What the hell did she do to you guys?!! Just leave the two of us,,let us go please ” She cried out “ You should be happy we are taking your rival away ” “ She’s my sister,,,not my rival! ” “ But you hate her,,why pretending?? Guys,, take the gun and kill her ,,” “ No!! Don’t do that!!! Just,,kill me instead!!! You can’t do that please ” Hazel said

“Sir… please.Let me help. I can… remind you of of what matters. Your people the people you love and that love you back Your parent your sister Don’t mention my sister Do you want to kill her You can’t Never never I will not allow you He looked around , like he was looking for something , then he suddenly go and carry a big wave of flower and then he was coming to me I will never allow you to hurt my sis I will never allow you to kill my sis Wait he is going to smash me with that , I am here to help not to kill your sis Wait will I die here The servant that die while calming her boss No no this can not be , I still have mom

I muttered, beginning to acknowledge the fact that she hated me with all her being. “I never considered you anything. You were just a mistake. Our parents didn’t even want to have you in the first place. You were never needed,” complained my older sister, unafraid of coming off as brutal. Since I saw no hope of surviving this, I succumbed to my fate and went quiet. This subservience brought a smile to my sister’s face. She was glad to find out that I had no fight left in me, which meant she wouldn’t meet any resistance while killing me. Thus, she now needed nothing but a knife to get done with the ordeal.

"Where is your sister?" "She's dead" he replied. "How?" "She was killed by them and ràped, thrown over a bridge" "How do you know she was ràped and killed?" He said. "She called me, I have proof" he replied. "Where is it?" He asked. "At home" "Why did they kill her?" "Because I betrayed them" "And why did you betray them?" "Because I felt that it was all wrong" "Why now that you realize it?" "Cause, I didn't know what I was doing"

It was almost dawn, but the day seemed to carry with it a sorrowful atmosphere. I could remember my sister, Bella. She was a charming young lady full of life. Each time I think of her, my heart softens. Her death was a blow to the whole family. The young woman reminds me of how she died. Killed in the middle of the road by Mafias. I thought I could save her, but it was only my wishful thinking. I felt surging anger rise from within me. I turned and gave the wall a hard fist. "Aaaaah," I shouted, the frustration away, sliding down on the wall and sitting on the hard cold floor.

My sister came home three years after she went missing. But every time she saw me, she lost control and tried to kill herself. She blamed me for failing to protect her. My parents begged me with tears in their eyes. "Move down to the basement. We owe her this much. Don't hold it against her. Once she gets better, you can move back upstairs, okay?" I agreed. Seven years passed, and I slowly became invisible in my own home. Then, this Christmas, Mom finally invited me to celebrate with the family. I had barely picked up the knife to cut the cake when my sister suddenly screamed. I jumped up, but before I could react, my sister snatched the cake knife and slashed her own wrist. Mom lunged at me

“Because she loved him, he killed her. If he had sent her out, would have been better. But he killed her. I saw him, do it to my face. The beast that he was. Because of love, she begged him to her love her back. And he used her as a lesson to others. He killed her.” “Killed Who?” “My sister.”

He clawed out Kaylee's throat, tossing her to the floor. “No. No. No. No.” Kamala scrambled to her side, wailing. Guilt couldn't let Katida move. She was so taken aback, regret washing over her. “I'll kill you,” he promised her. “Oh, I'm scared. So many people want to kill me today,” he laughed. “I'll like to see you try, pretty.” He cleaned Kaylee's blood on Katida's hair, smearing her face too. “You killed your own sister. You're no different from me.”