RACHEL
21 November, 2018
I woke up this morning hearing Oliver screaming. He was screaming from downstairs, in the kitchen. I was afraid to go down at look at him. Last night, Scott called me. He told me that, Oliver could be the murderer. He was there, at the same location when these murders happened.
After few minutes, I heard Oliver's footsteps. He was coming upstairs. I could hear the footsteps getting louder and louder. i looked around and found his gun. 8 was afraid, I thought he'll use that gun on me so, I took it and threw it under the bed
'Hey ! Good morning.' said Oliver.
I got scared. I slowly turned around to look at him.
'What happened ? You look white as a witch.' Oliver smiled.
He was holding a cup in his hand. It was coffee,I could smell it. I didn't knew what to do so, I remained silent and looked at him with a blank face.
'What are you doing down there ?' he asked.
'No...Nothing.' I replied.
'Did you see my gun ? It was on the table.' he asked.
'No. I don't know.' I quickly replied.
'Is it under the bed ?' he asked.
I was afraid to say anything. I turned my head and looked at the bed and when I turned back at Oliver, he hit me with that cup.
'You bitch. Why are lying to me. I hate liars. All of you are bitches.' he kept on yelling at me.
But I could listen to it, I was stunned. I slowly touched my heat, it felt wet. I looked at my fingers, it was red, I was bleeding. I gathered my strength and tried to run out of the room but, Oliver pulled me by my hair and smashed me in the wall. He came closer to me and started to kick me. After few kicks, he came down to me. He lifted my head up and started to punch me in the face. I face turned numb, I couldn't even scream in pain. Blood covered my eyes. I could see his hand coming closer and going away from my face.
After many punches, he banged my head on the wall. He stood up and went to the bed. He took the bed sheet and wrapped it around my neck. He was trying to choke me. I wasn't able to breath, my vision turned blur. Then i found a piece of the cup near me. I took it and stabbed Oliver on his foot. He fell down, he was screaming in pain. I saw the gun under the bed, I took it and pointed it on him. He wasn't afraid, he was walking towards me. I closed my eyes and pulled the trigger. I shot him on the lest side of his chest, he fell down. I crawled out of the room and locked it from outside. I phone called Scott and asked him for help.
I woke up this morning hearing Oliver screaming. He was screaming from downstairs, in the kitchen. I was afraid to go down at look at him. Last night, Scott called me. He told me that, Oliver could be the murderer. He was there, at the same location when these murders happened.
After few minutes, I heard Oliver's footsteps. He was coming upstairs. I could hear the footsteps getting louder and louder. i looked around and found his gun. 8 was afraid, I thought he'll use that gun on me so, I took it and threw it under the bed
'Hey ! Good morning.' said Oliver.
I got scared. I slowly turned around to look at him.
'What happened ? You look white as a witch.' Oliver smiled.
He was holding a cup in his hand. It was coffee,I could smell it. I didn't knew what to do so, I remained silent and looked at him with a blank face.
'What are you doing down there ?' he asked.
'No...Nothing.' I replied.
'Did you see my gun ? It was on the table.' he asked.
'No. I don't know.' I quickly replied.
'Is it under the bed ?' he asked.
I was afraid to say anything. I turned my head and looked at the bed and when I turned back at Oliver, he hit me with that cup.
'You bitch. Why are lying to me. I hate liars. All of you are bitches.' he kept on yelling at me.
But I could listen to it, I was stunned. I slowly touched my heat, it felt wet. I looked at my fingers, it was red, I was bleeding. I gathered my strength and tried to run out of the room but, Oliver pulled me by my hair and smashed me in the wall. He came closer to me and started to kick me. After few kicks, he came down to me. He lifted my head up and started to punch me in the face. I face turned numb, I couldn't even scream in pain. Blood covered my eyes. I could see his hand coming closer and going away from my face.
After many punches, he banged my head on the wall. He stood up and went to the bed. He took the bed sheet and wrapped it around my neck. He was trying to choke me. I wasn't able to breath, my vision turned blur. Then i found a piece of the cup near me. I took it and stabbed Oliver on his foot. He fell down, he was screaming in pain. I saw the gun under the bed, I took it and pointed it on him. He wasn't afraid, he was walking towards me. I closed my eyes and pulled the trigger. I shot him on the lest side of his chest, he fell down. I crawled out of the room and locked it from outside. I phone called Scott and asked him for help.
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