In the begining....

In the begining....

A Chapter by mikael owusu

**** Chapter one****
** A Brush With Death**
For a moment, his head was spinning but everything started to settle. Just then the truth hit him; the blood, pungent odour of urine and saliva. There he was in bed, surrounded by the bloody corpses of the rest of his kin James knew then that "It" had caught up to him.The "life" he had escaped from."life was never going to be the same" he bemused in absolute dejection.There he was now with a pile of bloody corpses lying in bed with him.His family has been butchered and only he,left alive. "Who would do this?" He thought in his state of utter fright and melancholy in that manner not unlike sociopaths. A part of him, thrilled unaturally. "Home was no paradise; daddy was a drunk,mom was a lazy housewife,his two other brothers were no good either.real "s****y" people but they were his home!" "Why!" He cried out like the frankenstein's monster after finding his master killed." who would dare waken a rabid dog!" He whimpered. In the horror,he managed to pull himself out of the bed and made for the bathroom to wash himself up of the blood that stained his only pair of boxers."nosy eno abena might see me?" He thought. Subsequently, he heard the ever outspoken sirens of the cops'. "S**t!" He cursed . "How could they have gotten a hint of this so quickly!" He knew how the situation would look to the cops for he wasn't exactly an angel. He quickly fumbled for a trouser and a shirt.He got a view of the carnage that stared blatantly at him and then it struck him,"how could i have slept through all this?" The sirens were getting closer now and he was almost about dashing out but for a piece of parchment that read"meet me at odumasi, 11th st prince street at 7:00 If u want to know Dorsah" stopped him in his tracks. The police were literally knocking at the door now.He grabbed the parchment hurriedly and bolted out the window. One name preyed on his mind as he treked the shadowy path to freedom, "Dorsah!", who was he? And what the hell did he want him to know?"....(to be continued)
By:Owusu F michael


© 2016 mikael owusu


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mikael owusu
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Kumasi, Ashanti, Ghana



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