sticky situation

A Story by aya_lambert

On a cold and dim night, were no light shone. Not even a ray of light from the moon covered with clouds. I heard a noise, disturbing and horrifying. It sent a shivering feeling through my spine; standing behind the bush I could see a shadow of two men laughing. Laughing in a very cruel and harsh way, there was a slightly heard cry for help that no one can hear. I realized it was me making that noise. I could do nothing but stare helplessly at this poor person being cut to pieces, and thrown away by those two merciless, pitiless, and vicious men. I felt a tear drop run down my face, I couldn’t stand it anymore I had to run, but I was stiff I couldn’t move and there was a crack sound of a bush under my shoe they heard the sound, left the person half cut and came to me I wanted to scream and shout for help, but my voice vanished. He put his bloody hands on my shoulder and held it stiffly. I started crying again, but there was no use. He held the knife towards my face and……….