Category : Books-Fiction

Sub Category : Drama

I was relaxing on my bed when I heard my mother shriek. I ran downstairs to check on her. She had a knife sticking straight in her back. Blood was all over the floor. I kneeled down and asked who did it. "I don't know but, God doesn't like dirty..." She mumbled. That was her last breath, I called the police. By then, I had to pick up my little brother from school. I ran to the bus stop and the bus was just coming around the corner. He jumped off and I caught him. "Hey, buddy! How was school?" I asked. "It was good! We did arts and crafts! Where's mommy?" He asked with his tiny voice. I hesitated. "She's uh...on vacation..." I lied. "How long?" He asked worryingly. "A very long time". I mumbled. Very long...

We caught the bus and went to Grandma's house. Zack went to play with Grandpa. I broke the news to Grandma and she broke down crying. I comforted her. "Grandma, she's in a better place..." Way better than this cold world...