I awoke with a gasp and saw my mother before my eyes with disheveled hair. I try to speak to my mom, but before I could even start to say a word my chest throbbed and I scream in pain. I put my hand where the pain was coming from and I moved the dagger in my chest. I scream in pain again and mom quickly put both hands around my face and makes me focus on her. "Ben! Ben! Look at me. Look at me honey. You can't die on me. I can't lose you." My eyes start to water and I look at my mother, and I pay closer attention to her appearance. I notice that her clothes are torn to pieces and it was barely hanging off my mom. I saw bruises and scratches everywhere I looked. I put together what that man had done to my mom. I immediately start to cry feeling useless and ashamed. "Oh momma no. I'm so sorry. I couldn't save you. It's my fault momma." This causes my mother to cry as well. Both our faces covered in our tears. My mom tries to reassure me. "Oh baby it isn't your fault. Please don't blame yourself." She rocks me in her arms as we cry together.
After a few minutes of our crying mom wiped away our tears. " I...I need to get you help baby. You have to lay still, or you might bleed out." She gently moves my head from her lap, and then I saw the rest of her body as she stood up, which causes me to cry. My mother's eyes get teary and puts a finger to her lips. "Shh...shhh. It isn't your fault baby. Please, please stop crying. I will be back. Brantley and his men can't be far away. I am sure they can help. Just make sure that you don't move that dagger from your chest. It will only make it worst." She grabs herself a robe and cloak on her way out.
I quietly lay on the floor of our home. I looked to my side and I see my dead father not far from me. Pale from being cold and the loss of blood he suffered from his deathly wound. I find myself tearing up again, and a build up of pressure in my chest. I breathe in deeply and my lower lip quivers as I try to hold in my cry of sadness. I turn away not able to look at my dead father no more. Which leads me to look at the man I had killed myself with the shovel. I felt a mix of emotions spiral around inside of me. I felt anxiety festering inside of me. I quickly close my eyes and try to think of nothingness.
There is the sound of footstep approaching our home and the sound of the door opening. I open my eyes and speak out with hope "Mom?" I hear a chuckle and then the small man appeared that had thrown the dagger into my chest. With rotted teeth and glee shining in his eyes he says to me " 'Fraid not boy'o. Just me and you. Soon enough just me and your pretty little mum." He then cackles which send shivers up and down my back. I try to move away from the cackling man, and he notices this. "Oh no you don't! Your not gonna escape your fate this time." He kneels down and quickly grabs hold of the dagger in my chest and jerks it around. I holler out in pain, tears falling down my face. "Stop! Stop!" I cry out in weakness. This only causes him to laugh and smile with joy at me. 'This man is pure evil' is what I thought then.
This man which I thought was pure evil reaches behind him and pulls out a dagger and flip it around as to make sure I took notice of this blade. "I killed many with this blade." I feel the my body get cold as I took in this information. The thought of 'I'm going to die' runs rapidly through out my head. This man slowly moves this dagger closer to my face and I cringe in fear. With pressure he drags the dagger from the left side of my head across my left eye. I scream in agony as the dagger cuts into me and into my eye. The pain was unbearable. I was feeling woozy from the pain and loss of additional blood. With no strength left in my body I focus my eyes on the small evil man as he lifts up the blade above my heart for the last blow. "Please stay safe." The dagger signaling my death plummets down toward my heart as yet again darkness consumes my sight as I hear my mother scream yet again. My last thought 'Is this a dream?'
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The Beginning of a End II
Submitted by Benjarmin on May 16th, 2014
