Jr Nathan Barnett

Burning Mirrors Jr Nathan Barnett

Mommy, mommy wake up!" I had tried to wake her up but there was no use, she was gone.. Forever. it was 9:00 pm, in Pennsylvania, the month of October, Tuesday the 18th to be exact. my Stepfather had a butcher knife in one hand and a nine-millimeter gun in the other. he stabbed her 57 times and shot her twice in the heart. he then shot himself in the head; an eerie silence filled the house, I went downstairs to see what was headed my way, and to my surprise, I saw her lifeless body, lying on the cold, hard floor, blood still bleeding from her chest. My stepfather was laid next to her, dead like nobody's business, I knelt down on my knees next to her motionless body and cried.. hard! just minutes ago she was telling me how much she loved me and just like that she was gone.