"Revenge is sweet!"

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“Revenge is sweet!” On October the 13th she took her last breath, on November the 6th we buried her. On November the 21st I heard her call on me for the first time, and on December the 13:th it was my turn to take my last breath. Around one and a half-month ago, my little sister was killed. She was only ten years old. The police are still searching for the murderer, but they believe that it was a robber, because her mobile phone and her money had been taken away when they found her. Everybody tries to make me forget what has happened, but I can’t.It was a Sunday morning when I heard her for the first time.“I miss you so much, why can’t you be with me?”Is it you Minnie; is it my dear sister? “I feel so alone in here, come and be with me.”The voice was faint and husky.“Minnie, can you hear me? Are you all right?”“I can hear you, I’m not alright, it is a terrible stench in this little coffin, and I feel so alone. Come to me, come to me...” “Who did you talk to?”“Mum, it was Minnie, she told me...”“Minnie? Stop kidding with me.”“I promise, it was Minnie, and she told me that she felt alone.”“Honey, I know you think that this is hard, it is hard for all of us, but she is dead, you did not hear her. I dream about her too, and the dreams seem to be real, but then suddenly I wake up, and realize that it’s just a dream.''I was just quiet. I knew that there wasn’t an idea to try to make mum believing me. Maybe she was right, maybe it wasn’t Minnie. But it sounded so real...The dark has always made me scared. Every scary thing happens in the dark, were none can see what’s happening. So when I, a couple of days after I heard Minnie for the first time, was I going to sleep, I felt a bit afraid. I don’t know why, I just got an unpleasant feeling. The darkness seemed to be everywhere. Both inside and outside me. Suddenly I felt a cold wind. The window was closed, and it has never been any draught here before. I draw the duvet close to me. Then I heard her for the second time.“It is cold in here. Do you think of me while your laying in your bed with you warm duvet”“Oh Minnie, I’m thinking of you every second, every minute, every hour. I miss you so much.”“So why don’t you come down to me, I’m not that deep down.”“Oh Minnie I wish I could. I’ll make a plan, I promise, but mum will think I’m crazy if she saw me digging on the burial-ground.”“Come to me soon, I feel so alone in here...”''I''m coming soon. Soon.'' The burial-ground was desolated, and the lights were not turned on yet. The sky was gray and everything looked dusky. I felt like all the tombstones stared at me, wondering why I was here. I''ve always thought that it is nice to
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walk at the burial-ground at all saints day, because there is so many candles on the tombs, and I thinks that the candles shows that people care and not forget the dead humans. But now everything felt dark and forgotten. I walked to Minnie’s tombstone, it was a white tombstone, and it looked quite new in opposite of the other graves. Everything was so quiet; I just heard the wind blow. I felt like I was watched on, and turned around. Behind me stood an old man, with a long white beard. He’s eyes was blue, and observed me from ...

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