I guessed nobody missed me at the party, I thought as I was leaning against the railing. Good, that's the way I want to keep it. I hopped over the rail. I grabbed my basketball,pick up the litter and headed for my secret place. Once I got to my secret hiding place, my head hurt. I clenched my eyes. As I did, a flashback hit me. I saw myself when I was 8. I was holding something. I heard no sound but I knew what my 8 year-old self was saying.
*Flashback*
"What is this dad?" I had asked.
"Something of your mothers." He responded, his eyes were filled with tears.
"My mom was into fishing?" I had asked, holding up an earring what I had thought what was a fishing hook.
"No, she was into beauty and love. That's an earring Kevs." He was the only one I let call me Kevs.(That's why I get annoyed when everyone else calls me Kevs) He patted my head. "Let me put that back in my room." He plucked the earring out of my head and headed into his room. I waited and waited. I suddenly got worried.
"Dad?" I asked.
No response.
"Dad? Dad? Are you there?" I started to cry. I ran into the room and saw my dad lying on his bed,dead. A knife was sticking out of his neck. Blood was pouring out of his neck.In his hand was still the earring. I ran over to my dad. I pried the knife out of my dad's neck. By the time I had the knife out, my hand was covered in blood. I found a note near the earring. I picked up the note and it read:
I'm coming for you next Kevin.
I got frightened. I stuffed the earring in my pocket, grabbed the knife, packed my clothes, and hi-tailed out of there. Before I closed the door, I looked at the living room. I slammed the door.
*Not Flashback*
I opened my eyes and saw that I was on the ground crying. I stopped crying and looked around. I punched the wood that guarded the entrance. I climb in and nailed another one over the hole. After sitting for a minute, I started crying again.
*Flashback*
"What is this dad?" I had asked.
"Something of your mothers." He responded, his eyes were filled with tears.
"My mom was into fishing?" I had asked, holding up an earring what I had thought what was a fishing hook.
"No, she was into beauty and love. That's an earring Kevs." He was the only one I let call me Kevs.(That's why I get annoyed when everyone else calls me Kevs) He patted my head. "Let me put that back in my room." He plucked the earring out of my head and headed into his room. I waited and waited. I suddenly got worried.
"Dad?" I asked.
No response.
"Dad? Dad? Are you there?" I started to cry. I ran into the room and saw my dad lying on his bed,dead. A knife was sticking out of his neck. Blood was pouring out of his neck.In his hand was still the earring. I ran over to my dad. I pried the knife out of my dad's neck. By the time I had the knife out, my hand was covered in blood. I found a note near the earring. I picked up the note and it read:
I'm coming for you next Kevin.
I got frightened. I stuffed the earring in my pocket, grabbed the knife, packed my clothes, and hi-tailed out of there. Before I closed the door, I looked at the living room. I slammed the door.
*Not Flashback*
I opened my eyes and saw that I was on the ground crying. I stopped crying and looked around. I punched the wood that guarded the entrance. I climb in and nailed another one over the hole. After sitting for a minute, I started crying again.