Last
week, the scariest thing happened. I came home to find mum screaming in pain
and her hand pouring with blood. I saw the vinegar jar smashed on the floor;
glass shards were everywhere! Then, out of the blue, a man's voice said,
"Hm, I guess the vinegar was too sharp." The man chuckled before
saying, "She won't make it out alive, I’m sorry." He smiled again, it
looked sinister.
Suddenly
I was grabbed by the back of my neck and dragged out the house. "LET ME
G-" I screamed, but it was cut off by something big and black.
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