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SIGNS OF MOLLY FREE SPRITI

Short story By: writers art
Mystery and crime



THIS SHORT STORY TALKS ABOUT the murder of my SISTER AT THE HANDS OF A FAMILY MEMBER.THE EVENTS THAT TOOK PLACE LEADING UP TO HER DEATH...TITLE SIGNS


Submitted:Sep 19, 2011    Reads: 17    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   


SIGNS OF MOLLY

PART(1)

White day like white lining blowing in the wind Birds singing love songs for all to hear. Voices of laughter filled the air. However, there was something about this unique day. Strange things begin to happen. A young man appeared at the foot of the front porch. Could you spear a little time for a lost soul it will be well worth it words so true. Of what has to come. Strange But spells bonding the young man speaking in riddles .there was something odd about him an overwhelming feeling of sadness consumes the heart bizarre but true. The young man says mother only ask for a little of your time on this blessed day his eyes trained on little sister come in peace smiling with his eyes. Where did you come? From mother ask the young man who spoke in riddles. Showing no sign of fear, mother was a strong woman never backing down to anyone us always-felt safe around mother. (Young man) We are many we come from everywhere no place stand still free spirit is what they call the young man answered. At that, very moment .mother bowed her head and said a silent prayer. With that, the young man said. The future of your youngest daughter in the name of molly will make the earth stand still. In the blink of an eye, the young man was gone Mother shaken by the young man Mother what is wrong feeling her pain. Hush child in time you will understand. We never talked about what happen on that clearwhite day.

Part (2)0f (1)

A year had passed. Once again, strange events would take place. The year was 1969on a cold and windy nighttime 6:30pm. Our night was winding down .living in the south at that time there was no running water. Therefore, we had to walk a half block to the well to get water. We would take turns needless to say it was time to go to the well. Mother always told us to go before the sundown. Being the fearless child what is fear nobody or thing in this heart bounce out the door flashlight in tow. Mind you when it is dark in the south its pitch black. You cannot see your hands in front of your face .I got half way to the well and a little girls face appeared this was not happen the fearless child were no more just a kid afraid. She began to speak. The blood of a child born in the year 1961.betrayed by the same blood that runs through the vain of the mother. Sound of thunder will ring out. Lighting will light up the sky. The tears of angels will rain down from heaven. Rivers run dry. The word of GOD has been SPOKEN.ITS BEEN WRITTEN. Into the light from which we came we will return. A bright light appeared and then she was gone. Later that year aunt and uncle came to live with us. Uncle doe carried an old shotgun he had a habit of abusing aunt may pulling the gun on her often they fought all the time. Nevertheless, on this day he took it a little too far on this day in the year of 1971.the event that happen would change our family for years to come. Uncle doe murdered little sister molly shoot in the face, blowing her face off. At that moment, everything mother ever spoken word replayed at that moment everything fell in place. Everything happens for a reason signs from GOD. Mother was a wise woman. She uses to tell the children how GOD works in mysteries ways.


Two years later


Uncial doe had his day in court I remember the judge words he said to mother ma'am I promise you this man will walk free on the day your baby girl walk from the grave


Uncle doe walked free six months latter devastating to mother I had never felt so much rage in my life


Thoughts of murder crossed my mind time and time again


So much so I had to take a step back and think about what was right and what was wrong god would take care of this waste of human skin missing little sister molly still today R.I.P LITTLE SISTER


MOTHER SHOULD FIND YOU SOON IN HEAVEN DANCING WITH THE ANGELS IN HEAVEN... BELOVED MOTHER AND DAUGHTER







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