Blackhouse Family: A Fictional Narrative

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The futuristic nightmare A family…is when the life begins and love never ends. This is how Blackhouse family evolved in the miraculous and infinite world. Each of the love branches was very important for them including respect, honesty, affection, communication… Love was floating in the air. They were the happiest family ever. Nothing could destroy their love of being together. They were dead one without each other, being together they could express their eternal happiness. Helen was 38 years old. She was short, had brown eyes and long brown hair. Her eyes were always watching Amy gently and affectively with strong tenderness and warmth. Her love for her daughter couldn’t be described in words as there are not enough words for her enormous…show more content…
A night of horror, traumatized Amy’s childhood. Amy turned her head slowly, terrified by those deep sounds. ‘These sounds must be only in my mind’- she covered her ears with her hand halting the voice. In her mind appeared images of a horrendous night. That night was dramatically painful for her. The moon could be seen through the smoky clouds, sending pale rays on earth. It seemed to be a night as usual when she was enjoying her time at her grandparents’ house by playing hide-and-seek with her lovely friends but… Amy looked around and there was no trace of her friends, she thought maybe they went home as outside was getting darker and totally forgot about her. When she wanted to go home, something has blocked and stuck her. A strange tall man appeared from the darkness. He looked suspicious and different than because his face was an immaculate white and his body was losing its human shape. As Amy’s curiosity and adventurous personality were strong she decided to follow him silently. She thought that maybe he was a visitor at the village who is lost and needed…show more content…
She hurried quickly and went into that secret room, hiding herself after a statue, but her sparkly clothes revealed her. ‘What are you doing, kid?’ The man was snarling. With teary eyes, her beautiful makeup was spread across her face because of the wet tears. In the next second, he took her out, pushed her to the front room. Her mouth was covered by his hand which stopped her from screaming. She fell into unconsciousness because she couldn’t resist anymore. Seeing her unconscious he turned away, closing the door behind him. The screams, the crazy laughter and the gunfire, these woke up her to reality. Dazed, but conscious of past events she hastened to inform her grandparents, but the door was locked. How can she escape now? She screamed but no one heard. Or maybe ... After a short time, a noise was heard, and a woman opened the door. Amy could hear terrific noise from the secret room, there was the man trying to steal everything he could but Amy took quickly the gun from his pocket and killed him. He fell on his knees and the bullets gun was disturbing him. He continued to laugh heartily, despite the marked of all. The pain was like a spiritual solace to him. There was blood everywhere. It was the worst day of her life. Especially when she found out that the man died on the way to

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