A Crime I Didn't Commit- A story ~PLEASE READ

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  1. TechnoCat

    TechnoCat Overrun With Chickens

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    PROLOUGE


    I can feel the chains dig into my hands. I can hear the others deciding my fait, whispering in the other room. Their schemes have gone on for days. Their whispers send chills through my pale skin. I've heard small snips of the conversation. "Torture." or "Bloodbath" and, worst of all, "Death."
    These words frighten me. I know what they mean.
    And in the meantime, I fear for my life.
     
    Last edited: Apr 14, 2012
  2. good start
     
  3. TechnoCat

    TechnoCat Overrun With Chickens

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    Thanks, it'll get better, believe me.
     
  4. DuckLover2399

    DuckLover2399 Avian American

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    Have you read ChickenDivas story? This sounds a little to much like hers
     
  5. TechnoCat

    TechnoCat Overrun With Chickens

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    no, I haven't.
     
  6. TechnoCat

    TechnoCat Overrun With Chickens

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    aww.. no comments overnight :(
     
  7. Nice start! [​IMG]
     
  8. TechnoCat

    TechnoCat Overrun With Chickens

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    [​IMG] Thanks, Lady!
     
  9. TechnoCat

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    CHAPTER 1


    This fear goes on all night. The night drags on, and I hold on to my life with every second. I grope to see the light. I struggle to live with so little food. These chains burying themselves in my wrists seem to hurt more every minute that passes by. I try to break them, but it's nearly impossible. I blow my hair away from my face, and watch the moon from the small window. The whispers persist, and I can still hear bits and pieces.

    "She's done a horrible crime."
    "Yes, she must be dead."
    "But how do you know it was her?"
    "She was standing over her mother, who had a knife in her back."
     
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  10. TechnoCat

    TechnoCat Overrun With Chickens

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    CHAPTER 2

    With those thirteen words, I suddenly realize why they want me so badly.
    They think I murdered my mother.
    My mind flashes back to two nights ago...

    The sun was dipping below the trees, mother and I were sitting on the back porch. Mother turned her head to ask me for some tea. I got up and went back into our old, crumbling house and fixed up a new batch of sweet tea. Only four minutes after I'd went inside, I heard a blood-chilling scream. I dashed outside, only to find my mother, fallen onto the white porch wood, a knife fixed deep in her back. The pitcher of tea dropped from my hands and shattered onto the wood. "Mother!" I cried. Her face was deadly pale, her eyes so wide it was bone-chilling, and her mouth gaped open in a horrible, silent scream.
    The next thing I knew, handcuffs were driven into my wrists. I saw the phone clutched in Mother's hands. I thought she must've called 911 but died in the middle of her call, and since I was standing there, the cops thought I was responsible. "No! Let me go!" I strained as hard as I could, but nothing happened, the two cops only pulled back harder, my effort useless.

    I close my eyes tight, not wanting to remember anything else about it. I lean my head back and try to sleep.
     

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