A Night To Remember

A Story by Cameron

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It was a night to remember. All the pain. It tought me a lesson. Not to trust. It wasn't bad though, it helped to see the bigger picture. Even if it costed a lot I knew life would be better. I still remember the screaming that took place. Of course it was mine. I had nothing else to do though. I was locked up. I thought I could trust him. But I was wrong. What's the biggest problem in society. Trust. Every where we see trust issues with people coming out from other foreign lands and your neighbor. Sadly though I trusted Everyone, but that changed quick. I was sleeping in my bed, I still remember how cold it was that night. Then I saw my brother walked in. He seemed normal but I was wrong. He was holding a knife and I tried running. He pushed me down and slowly cut into my skin. The blood. He looked down at me and laughed. "No one is home, now we can play." I tried fighting but he was stronger. I screamed with all my might and he said to be silent or he would cut my tongue out. I was scared. Tears fell from my face. He began torment me all through the night. When someone came it was to late. He had left and then there was me badly wounded. The next thing I remember was waking up in a hospital. My mother looked at me and said sorry. I told her, "for what?" She didn't answer me. Few days had passed and I slowly figure out that I no longer needed anyone in my life. Trust was something that weaklings needed. I grew stronger. I began by killing my family. Now I'm here locked up in a cell like a dog in a cage begging to get out.......