Charged_The second wife of Rafael_Judgement_Avenging mother.
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Charged
The neighbor calls the police to ask them to conduct a welfare check on his next-door neighbor who he has not seen in a week; he also knocked on the neighbor’s door, rang his doorbell getting no response. Two police officers arrive to perform the request. After their attempts to rouse the neighbor by doorbell, baton banging on the door, they decide to make a force entry. Inside they search the lower floors then the second floors where they found the man on the floor of the bathroom, clothed, but unresponsive. “Heart attack maybe?”“Your guess is as good as mine.”One officer cawww.onedoor.cclls in their find ...
The second wife of Rafael
Rafael watched as Maya rose from the ruffled bedsheets, walking barefoot across the room in the murky morning light. He sat up and rested his chin upon his knees, delighting in the way her dark hair spilled over her bare back, the way her skin glowed like burnished copper. She turned to glance at him over her shoulder, a shy smile upon her rosy lips as she grabbed a shawl and wrapped it around her. “Morning, my beautiful little Senora,” he said, pushing his ebony hair from his deep brown eyes. Maya smiled back, took the wooden bowl of figs that stood on the simple table and brought it back to...
Judgement
He had taken everything from me. Friends , Family , peace of mind and left me a hollow soul deprived of happiness driven by rage, disgust and a devilish thirst to find this man for reasons I would never even think about if it wasn't for him. The journey was dangerous, tiring and emotionally draining, I found myself doing things I didn’t know I was capable of, I destroyed everything that came in my way, it was tough at first but the rage inside me allowed me to push myself beyond my limits and made me a relentless machine as effective as a black mambas venom. He awoke a beast inside me that had...
Avenging mother.
I could have swon hearing a loud bang from the room below my bedroom. I sat up to listen in. Shuffling of feet, i became certain. This winter night was un usually cold and the fireplace downstairs didn't do as much of work as warm the lower part of the house. I tugged my sleeping rob close to my skin and crept downstairs to the source of the sound. The air was moist as I stealthed to reach the basement through the kitchen, which was still a mess from my birthday party earlier on. I peered down and it seemed like a never ending dark stairway to doom. "You gotta do this, one way or another." I t...