to go there?" - His voice thickened.
She shrugged. "No... I went to look for my rubber boots"
"Do not go over there!" - He ordered and looked at his face in the mirror. Soon the blood was running down his chin.
"I will not go, I have terror on weapons"
Amelia said, imagining terrible things about firearms.
"That's fine"
Chapter 5
THE MURDER OF HER FATHER
During Saturday night, Walter took his wife and daughter to a party in the city. He danced with both. They had fun all night. Marianne and Walter and Amelia drank all accompanied only soda.
On the way home, they walked; Walter had left his old truck in the shop. Amelia took steps looking back all the time; she seemed frightened by the darkness behind her. In her arms was a porcelain doll, which his father won in the fishery.
Later, three masked men came in their way; they were rebels in the forest, waiting for the right moment to strike. One of them commanded the action with a disguised voice. The two thugs took to the women by arms.
"Carry them away from here!" - He ordered the ringleader pointing a gun to Walter. He was holding a black handgun, a specific model.
The two men carried both by preventing that remain in place. Amelia screamed desperate, the girl was suffocated by the hand of thug holding her lips. The two fought with all his might to try to drop their arms of strangers, which fell wrist from Amelia's arms and broke into four parts.
With the fall of the wrist, a bandit who was in command of the operation looked down and saw everything shattered wrist and then looked at Amelia.
She stared at him and could know the color of his eyes. They were blue and were hidden under a black cap ninja style.
After that, they were bound and thrown into a bush near a dirt road. The two henchmen took the arms of Walter and make to him kneel in front of the subject, which was the "head" of the gang.
"I should not waste my valuable time with a traitor" - Said the head.
"I will restore you, but do not do anything to my daughter and my wife. They are not guilty of anything!" - Walter said. His face was sweating nervously.
"We want nothing with them!" - The courtyard and continued. - "The reckoning is only with you"
Walter received a heavy beating of three types. He was kicked in the face, stomach, legs. Strong blows to the head and legs. Last of all, he ended bathed in blood. His face and shirt were completely dipped in his own blood.
With feeling weak and full of body aches, Walter was lying on the ground, inert by the beating.
"Pick him up!" - Said the bandit with blue eyes.
Then Walter was holding through his arms and they make him kneeling again. The man armed pointed the gun to him with intent to shoot their brains out and end all at once.
"Do not!" - Walter said, thinking of his daughter Amelia. At that time, his mind took only the sweet image of her daughter.
At that time, they gave him five shots, the body was lying on the ground. The murderer, dressed all in black, walked in front, bent down to pick up a porcelain doll on the floor and moved on.
Chapter 6
FUNERAL’S DAY
Amelia was desperate at the funeral of her father. Embraced with Clotilde, the girl was not sure why they had cruelly taken the life of her father.
After the funeral, Amelia remained in the tomb, rather unsatisfied. She wanted to die with her father. Because her life had no meaning.
"Why not killed me too? I wanted to be with him!"
Marianne approached to the young woman. The young orphan, had not even noticed the presence of her stepmother, not look back. She was still busy with the icy tomb of her father.
"Come on!"
The recent widow ordered and the two embraced and faithfully went sad.
Chapter 7
ANOTHER NIGHTMARE
Months later...
By midafternoon, Amelia opened her eyes; she awoke with a start, having had a long nightmare. She immediately got out of bed and went to the room where
She shrugged. "No... I went to look for my rubber boots"
"Do not go over there!" - He ordered and looked at his face in the mirror. Soon the blood was running down his chin.
"I will not go, I have terror on weapons"
Amelia said, imagining terrible things about firearms.
"That's fine"
Chapter 5
THE MURDER OF HER FATHER
During Saturday night, Walter took his wife and daughter to a party in the city. He danced with both. They had fun all night. Marianne and Walter and Amelia drank all accompanied only soda.
On the way home, they walked; Walter had left his old truck in the shop. Amelia took steps looking back all the time; she seemed frightened by the darkness behind her. In her arms was a porcelain doll, which his father won in the fishery.
Later, three masked men came in their way; they were rebels in the forest, waiting for the right moment to strike. One of them commanded the action with a disguised voice. The two thugs took to the women by arms.
"Carry them away from here!" - He ordered the ringleader pointing a gun to Walter. He was holding a black handgun, a specific model.
The two men carried both by preventing that remain in place. Amelia screamed desperate, the girl was suffocated by the hand of thug holding her lips. The two fought with all his might to try to drop their arms of strangers, which fell wrist from Amelia's arms and broke into four parts.
With the fall of the wrist, a bandit who was in command of the operation looked down and saw everything shattered wrist and then looked at Amelia.
She stared at him and could know the color of his eyes. They were blue and were hidden under a black cap ninja style.
After that, they were bound and thrown into a bush near a dirt road. The two henchmen took the arms of Walter and make to him kneel in front of the subject, which was the "head" of the gang.
"I should not waste my valuable time with a traitor" - Said the head.
"I will restore you, but do not do anything to my daughter and my wife. They are not guilty of anything!" - Walter said. His face was sweating nervously.
"We want nothing with them!" - The courtyard and continued. - "The reckoning is only with you"
Walter received a heavy beating of three types. He was kicked in the face, stomach, legs. Strong blows to the head and legs. Last of all, he ended bathed in blood. His face and shirt were completely dipped in his own blood.
With feeling weak and full of body aches, Walter was lying on the ground, inert by the beating.
"Pick him up!" - Said the bandit with blue eyes.
Then Walter was holding through his arms and they make him kneeling again. The man armed pointed the gun to him with intent to shoot their brains out and end all at once.
"Do not!" - Walter said, thinking of his daughter Amelia. At that time, his mind took only the sweet image of her daughter.
At that time, they gave him five shots, the body was lying on the ground. The murderer, dressed all in black, walked in front, bent down to pick up a porcelain doll on the floor and moved on.
Chapter 6
FUNERAL’S DAY
Amelia was desperate at the funeral of her father. Embraced with Clotilde, the girl was not sure why they had cruelly taken the life of her father.
After the funeral, Amelia remained in the tomb, rather unsatisfied. She wanted to die with her father. Because her life had no meaning.
"Why not killed me too? I wanted to be with him!"
Marianne approached to the young woman. The young orphan, had not even noticed the presence of her stepmother, not look back. She was still busy with the icy tomb of her father.
"Come on!"
The recent widow ordered and the two embraced and faithfully went sad.
Chapter 7
ANOTHER NIGHTMARE
Months later...
By midafternoon, Amelia opened her eyes; she awoke with a start, having had a long nightmare. She immediately got out of bed and went to the room where
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