Killing Time

21 May 2008 at 5:36 pm 4 comments

This is a short story/description I wrote for one of my friend’s drawings… I’ll try to get a link to it WHEN she accepts the description’s final version AND scans it in

It had been a foggy night when her father had been murdered, and she’d been turned out of her house with her sister. She’d vowed revenge on those who had brought that upon her. So, with a dagger in one hand, and a lamp in the other, she’d crept though the forest, to perform her first killing.

It’s been a year today. she thought, sadly. She held her lamp up high. It shined on the walls she knew so well it could’ve been her house. Her agitated breathing disturbed a fly on the wall. She’d done this so many times. Then why was she nervous? For the past year, her nights had been based on killing all of them. One by one. And she’d managed to shut all thought, all possible guilt from her mind.

Not today. Today was different. She turned her face to a side. No. Don’t think. But it was so cruel. So young. Why? Why would such a child want to kill? Behind her, determined as she’d been on that first day, stood her sister. Six years old, and already about to lose her innocence. How had she allowed this to happen? She turned again to the door in front. She fought all desire to turn her sister away, to shed tear. Innocence was for the weak. Good. Once more, she wiped all thought from her mind.

Without thinking any longer, she put out the flame, and, placing the lamp on the floor, she pushed the heavy door open. She gripped the dagger. Slowly, almost unconsciously, she stepped into the darkness. Her sister, without hesitation, entered behind her, smiling.

It was killing time.

Advertisements

Entry filed under: Writing. Tags: , , , , , , .

Human Experimenting And to Think I Called you Friend

4 Comments Add your own

  • 1. leafless  |  21 May 2008 at 8:25 pm

    Reading this reminds me of the movie “Kill Bill”. If this is truly reflective of your friend’s drawing, he or she needs some serious counseling.

    Reply
  • 2. fireryeyes  |  23 May 2008 at 9:10 pm

    she might need some councelling, or maybe it is me who wrote this thing… anyway, it was her idea, and I guess it’s ok for someone to draw two girls, one a teenager, and another a six-year old,in front of a door- don’t worry, she didn’t really draw the dead body or anything- that was just what she told me was going to happen. Oh well, I’m just the writer, not the idea-getter, or the drawer…

    btw, do you REALLY think she needs coucelling??

    Reply
  • 3. Yap  |  19 June 2008 at 5:45 pm

    Somehow i missed the point. Probably lost in translation 🙂 Anyway … nice blog to visit.

    cheers, Yap!

    Reply
  • 4. fireryeyes  |  19 June 2008 at 10:12 pm

    HOW COULD YOU HAVE MISSED THE POINT?!?!?
    I’ll make it clear for you:
    Two young girls are turned out of their home, and the oldest one is been killing people every night from the household that killed her parents
    For the first time ever, her little sister is going to kill someone (her little sister is 6)

    Reply

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s

Trackback this post  |  Subscribe to the comments via RSS Feed


May 2008
M T W T F S S
« Apr   Jun »
 1234
567891011
12131415161718
19202122232425
262728293031  

Recent Posts

Top Posts

Archives

Blog Stats

  • 24,610 hits

%d bloggers like this: