The maid was our friend, we used to talk to her about everything. She was a black, African American woman, fairly old, mildly chubby. She usually wore a jeans and anything she felt comfortable in and a plain white apron and head tie. We introduced her to the cult master but she refused, even though she liked him. We saw her in the mall, talking by the phone booth. Everyone walked by but i stayed and waited to talk to her. I smiled every time I saw her, and it usually lingered on until a while after she was gone.
Mrs Sami stood there talking on the phone, she saw me. She smiled and waved and continued chatting. Just then the cult master walked up to me and tapped me. I gasped and swung my head around almost immediately. I smiled. He started to laugh. I pretended to laugh.
"I'm going to say hi to Mrs Sami" he said tapping my shoulder. "Tell her more about our cult."
"Yeah okay" I shrugged
He noticed Mrs. Sami hadn't seen him yet. He put his finger on his lips and looked at me. I laughed a little.
He tiptoed over to Mrs. Sami just as she had put down the phone. He hummed her favorite tune. She knew it was him. Just then he peeked his head out from behind a column. She laughed. She kept on laughing. He snuck his way closer to her and shot her.
I gasped. My face flushed. I ran.I dashed up the stairs my friends used to hang out by. I saw them halfway up the stairs. on the big flat part.
"He killed Mrs. Sami" We were debating whether to go back or not
"This is crazy," said the Muslim lady in gold. This whole cult thing is crazy. And I can tell you one thing for sure. I don't want to be next!"
just then a bullet came flying out of nowhere and shot the Muslim lady in gold at the back of her head.
I gulped. I spoke in low tones "We have to go somewhere he can't shoot us that easy, then we'll talk."
They all agreed and we snuck up to the big bathroom. The big white metal bars with their diamond shaped design were slid open. The bathroom was covered from walls to floor in white tiles It. It looked more like the bathroom in a school. The fan swung around slowly above us. The bright long lights buzzed.
"We should go back" said Mandy, scared. "Before he kills us all. Who knows maybe were not...pure of heart or something?" She was crying now, her face had turned red. They were all shivering.
I laughed "Don't you see? This is all a big scam..."
"But"
"No! He was gonna kill us anyway. that was his plan from the beginning. And if we stay here, were all going 'to die'"
Selia bawled out. The Muslim lady bursted out into tears. We heard footsteps. All of us fell silent.
"Hide" I whispered
I went behind the big wall. Frankie hid behind an open door. Mandy hid inside a bathroom and the two poor girls only had time to scuttle under the sink before he reached. I was scared. I heaved up and down and shivered heavily, cold sweat ran down my forehead. My neck. My hands.
"Well, well, well. Look what we have here? I'm going to count to five, and then I'm going to kill every one of you that I find. One...
Two
He started walking
Three
Four
He saw selia sitting under the sink closing her eyes.
Five
"Stand up" he said to Selia
My eyes flashed open. I hoped it was the Muslim girl he was talking to. I prayed it was the Muslim girl he was talking to. I peeked over the wall. It was Selia.
"Pow! Pow! Pow!"
I started to cry
He turned around
I dashed down quickly.
He looked at the Muslim girl in purple.
I couldn't take this anymore. I knew I was escaping. But how?
Mrs Sami stood there talking on the phone, she saw me. She smiled and waved and continued chatting. Just then the cult master walked up to me and tapped me. I gasped and swung my head around almost immediately. I smiled. He started to laugh. I pretended to laugh.
"I'm going to say hi to Mrs Sami" he said tapping my shoulder. "Tell her more about our cult."
"Yeah okay" I shrugged
He noticed Mrs. Sami hadn't seen him yet. He put his finger on his lips and looked at me. I laughed a little.
He tiptoed over to Mrs. Sami just as she had put down the phone. He hummed her favorite tune. She knew it was him. Just then he peeked his head out from behind a column. She laughed. She kept on laughing. He snuck his way closer to her and shot her.
I gasped. My face flushed. I ran.I dashed up the stairs my friends used to hang out by. I saw them halfway up the stairs. on the big flat part.
"He killed Mrs. Sami" We were debating whether to go back or not
"This is crazy," said the Muslim lady in gold. This whole cult thing is crazy. And I can tell you one thing for sure. I don't want to be next!"
just then a bullet came flying out of nowhere and shot the Muslim lady in gold at the back of her head.
I gulped. I spoke in low tones "We have to go somewhere he can't shoot us that easy, then we'll talk."
They all agreed and we snuck up to the big bathroom. The big white metal bars with their diamond shaped design were slid open. The bathroom was covered from walls to floor in white tiles It. It looked more like the bathroom in a school. The fan swung around slowly above us. The bright long lights buzzed.
"We should go back" said Mandy, scared. "Before he kills us all. Who knows maybe were not...pure of heart or something?" She was crying now, her face had turned red. They were all shivering.
I laughed "Don't you see? This is all a big scam..."
"But"
"No! He was gonna kill us anyway. that was his plan from the beginning. And if we stay here, were all going 'to die'"
Selia bawled out. The Muslim lady bursted out into tears. We heard footsteps. All of us fell silent.
"Hide" I whispered
I went behind the big wall. Frankie hid behind an open door. Mandy hid inside a bathroom and the two poor girls only had time to scuttle under the sink before he reached. I was scared. I heaved up and down and shivered heavily, cold sweat ran down my forehead. My neck. My hands.
"Well, well, well. Look what we have here? I'm going to count to five, and then I'm going to kill every one of you that I find. One...
Two
He started walking
Three
Four
He saw selia sitting under the sink closing her eyes.
Five
"Stand up" he said to Selia
My eyes flashed open. I hoped it was the Muslim girl he was talking to. I prayed it was the Muslim girl he was talking to. I peeked over the wall. It was Selia.
"Pow! Pow! Pow!"
I started to cry
He turned around
I dashed down quickly.
He looked at the Muslim girl in purple.
I couldn't take this anymore. I knew I was escaping. But how?
I was born, yet I felt as though I lived before.
I breathed, though I struggled for the air that would keep me sane.
I ate food and drink, but I still craved for more.
I slept, but I was still awake and pulsing with energy inside.
I made my first friend, but I knew I would have to say goodbye sometime.
I felt fear, even though my head was streaming with it already beforehand.
I felt joy, yet my body ached of pain and sorrow.
I wept, but my tears tasted of sweet wine instead of seasalt.
I ran through the light of the morning sun, though my spirit raced into the wild night.
I dreamed of heroes and happiness, knowing however that it was an illusion upon waking up.
I looked into eyes of beauty, only to see them wash away the next day.
I fell weak and frail, but my spirit strengthened the loss.
I reached for hands of help, only to have them drag me down.
I closed my eyes, to see the light.
...to thus being born again...
I breathed, though I struggled for the air that would keep me sane.
I ate food and drink, but I still craved for more.
I slept, but I was still awake and pulsing with energy inside.
I made my first friend, but I knew I would have to say goodbye sometime.
I felt fear, even though my head was streaming with it already beforehand.
I felt joy, yet my body ached of pain and sorrow.
I wept, but my tears tasted of sweet wine instead of seasalt.
I ran through the light of the morning sun, though my spirit raced into the wild night.
I dreamed of heroes and happiness, knowing however that it was an illusion upon waking up.
I looked into eyes of beauty, only to see them wash away the next day.
I fell weak and frail, but my spirit strengthened the loss.
I reached for hands of help, only to have them drag me down.
I closed my eyes, to see the light.
...to thus being born again...
umm hey guys sorry i have not posted anything in so long I got major writing block and had to wait untill all of my expertise came back to me.
I seek a release
from the pain that I feel
Inside my heart there is only
Anger, betrayal and sadness!
Lonliness is a terrible thing
with no-one to see the state that Im in
my head is spinning think im gonna be sick
oh please god
send me someone I can relate to
I cant trust my mum shes to far gone
cant trust my dad hes just an ass
If i cant trust my family who can i trust?
Inside my chest is a hole
where my heart once was
My mum cruelly tore it out
and then stamped all over it!
I was only a child
burdened with adult responsibilities!
and inside that hole
If you can see past all of the scars
you will see my suppresed heart!
I seek a release
from the pain that I feel
Inside my heart there is only
Anger, betrayal and sadness!
Lonliness is a terrible thing
with no-one to see the state that Im in
my head is spinning think im gonna be sick
oh please god
send me someone I can relate to
I cant trust my mum shes to far gone
cant trust my dad hes just an ass
If i cant trust my family who can i trust?
Inside my chest is a hole
where my heart once was
My mum cruelly tore it out
and then stamped all over it!
I was only a child
burdened with adult responsibilities!
and inside that hole
If you can see past all of the scars
you will see my suppresed heart!
We're blind to another one's pain
'Cause we refuse to see
We're deaf to another one's cries
'Cause we refuse to hear
We're dumb to another one's comfort request
'Cause we refuse to speak
But our eyes are wide open
To see another one's mistake
Our ears are open
To hear abouth another one's mistakes
And we can speak
To judge about another one's mistakes
We think we know everything
But we don't know anything
We're ready to judge
But we'd better look in the mirror
Making mistakes is proof your human
Turning your back on those who make them, not so much
He who's without sin,cast the first stone
'Cause we refuse to see
We're deaf to another one's cries
'Cause we refuse to hear
We're dumb to another one's comfort request
'Cause we refuse to speak
But our eyes are wide open
To see another one's mistake
Our ears are open
To hear abouth another one's mistakes
And we can speak
To judge about another one's mistakes
We think we know everything
But we don't know anything
We're ready to judge
But we'd better look in the mirror
Making mistakes is proof your human
Turning your back on those who make them, not so much
He who's without sin,cast the first stone