Late Night Sorrows

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Thrillers  |  House: Booksie Classic
About a young girl named Amanda who father kills whole family and she has been running for a whole year.

Submitted: October 29, 2013

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Submitted: October 29, 2013

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I still remember every detail of that night. My sisters scream woke me up, and all I could hear was her screaming 'Daddy, no! Please stop". I knew something had happened to her because I felt a sharp pain in my chest. My brother crying for Mommy to help him. Then there was nothing, every noise had stopped. I was hiding underneath my bed and dialed 911. The lady said " 911, what your emergency?" I whispered, " Mom and Dad had a fight. Dads gone a bit crazy and pulled out a knife and is hurting my family! I'm scared, please help!". The Lady replied with "Whats your name? Where are you? How old are you? We will be sending someone straight away!" I told her my details and attempted to stay calm whilst on the phone to her. I said crying to the Lady "I can hear footsteps. His coming!" I softly crawled out from underneath my bed and hid behind my door. When he bent over looking underneath my bed, I ran and whilst running he was in the background saying "I can hear you!". He than threw a knife at me and it hits me in the lower back. I screamed and whilst running I seen blood runing down the hallway and saw my twin sister lying there with blood everywhere. I heard Mom scream "Run baby girl, stay safe and don't come back here!" As soon as i walked out that door I knew I wound't see them again. I was so scared and had no clue where to go. I just kept running down my street. I seen a boy from my school out the front of his house and ran to him. I was out of breath and could barely talked when i got there and i told him, "You need to help me. My dads gone crazy! His killed my family and he threw a knife at me." He said " I'm getting my mother to take you to  the hospital straight away." I remember being in the car, driving down the street with my moonlight so bright, than everything went black! I woke up lying in a bed, in a room that was all white and cords all through my arms and I heard a lady say "Hello sweetheart, your in the hospital. I'm not sure if you remember what happened last night with your family. I'm sorry for you loss though. Your father is missing. The police will be coming soon to interview you. You are so lucky, we almost lost you too." I just sat there and didn't say a word. I remember being in there forever. So many late night sorrows flowed out onto my pillow. When I was released from hospital I was taken to my aunts on the other side of the country. Every night I seen them in my sleep. Late Night Sorrows flow out onto my pillow every night. I had moved to a new school and nobody knew what happened. It was good. But all the scars I left on my body were still there and they remind me everyday of what happened. My ugly scars are my battle wounds when I was battling myself. I had lost everything that what important to me. I just want to join them everyday in peace and be with them. My aunty never helped me. So I ran. I ran far away as possible and came across a small town. I was homeless and slept in any shelter place I could find. I knew people were looking for me so I couldn't stay long. But I made a friend in that town named Piper. She was beautiful. She knows my story. She told me how news is spread everywhere and people were looking for me. I left and told her I would come back. I went from town to town making all these friends and finding out about how people were looking for me. I told everyone I would come back, but I was only interested in going back to see Piper. I came across this rather unusual town and it had a big massive dark forest nearby. I hid in there for months. I survived out in the wild. Nobody could find me. I finally felt safe again. It felt like my family were there protecting me, being my guardian angels. I had a little tree house home and a river close by for water and batheing. I was alone in peace and thats all I wanted. But one day through the several months I was out there a little girl named Rosalie came by and told me that everybody was looking for me and theres been a massive search out. She promised she wouldn't tell anybody and she said she would come back once a week to see me. I told her, if it gets extremely bad with  people trying to search for me to tell her Mom. She did. Her Mom came out and took me to their home. They made me feel so welcome. But after a couple days, one morning there was a loud knock on their front door, the little girl mother came in and said 'I'm sorry I had to do the right thing." The police came in and spoke to me. I had been running for a year. A long whole year. I told them I wanted to go back home, where my family were once. My aunty came with me and I was back at home. I saw that boy from the school I ran to that night. He was amazing, I instantly fell in love with him. The guy that saved my life. We spoke for hour on end about the year I had missed at home. It was so amazing to be in him arms again with his crystal blue eyes sparkling . I eventually went back to my old school in my last year. So many people were so nice and caring and the teachers were amazing. I felt safe again. I knew my family was with me. Protecting me. I found out that my father was looking for me, but the police were looking for him too. His mental health wasn't very stable and he committed suicide. I got better. Everything is just a memory apart from my scars. But there a remembrance of my loving family. I was getting better and happier. I knew my family were safe in heaven and couldn't be hurt anymore. My father was gone and he couldn't hurt me. I was safe and didn't have to hide anymore. I was free. Free on pain. I visited Piper. She now knows the full story and we are best friends. She like a sister. She reminds me of my twin sister Amelia. Her little brother is just like mine, Kyle. I visit her and her family often. It feels like home to me. The little girl Rosalie, I see all the time. Her mother is like a real mother to me. Rosalie is like my little sister and I protect her in every way possible. Throughout my trip I meet some amazing people and they will always be cherished in my heart. I always thought that I was alone and that nobody really cared. I was wrong and so many people cared. Every Tuesday night I make a big baked dinner and set plates out for my family who are not here. It was a time where I talked to them and I knew they were listening. I visit the graves almost everyday leaving my mother a little red rose and my twin sister our favorite flower with a kiss on her plaque. My brother gets a new toy car. They will always be in my heart forever and never forgotten. I miss them everyday. They will always stay young and will never get to grow up like I will. They will always stay the same. Three beautiful souls taken away. There was some reason God did it and I will never know. But they are safe and resting in peace. I will hopefully see them soon.  But god had a plan, he saved me. My story will now be told to help other children how to deal with things and running away wont help. I am now married to the boy that night who saved my life. I finished school and studied teaching. I work at the same high school I once went too.  I am currently pregnant and about to have my first child. Children know my story and have hope that life gets better. Like mine did. I teach them to stay strong and what ever their going through there is a bright side to it all. Everything happens for a reason and you may never truly understand that. I suffered alot throughout my life and it got better. Everybody goes through a rough patch, but you all come out stronger. Amanda is my name and im a survivor who shed alot of Late Night Sorrows. 

 


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