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The Eclectic Pen - Blood

By: Emmy A. (emmytastic)   + 6 more  
Date Submitted: 1/16/2012
Genre: Literature & Fiction
Words: 274

It was think on my hands and I tried desperately to remove it from myself, my heart racing. I wanted so desperately to spill my stomach contents at the sickening smell of iron. With tears pricking my eyes, I suddenly became aware of the body that I had tripped over and instantly began to scramble away from it.
On shaking legs, I felt fear flow into me. My hand slid along the wall in search of the light switch, smearing the crimson red liquid that coated my hands across the surface as I went.
As soon as the light flooded the room I was forced to squeeze my eyes shut at the pain of the searing of my eyes. Once they adjusted, I let them crack open, terrified to even look at who might be in the room. Forcing myself to glimpse at the scene and felt my heart stop, the color drained away from my face.
Laying there in the middle of the living room, face down, was my mother. Her clothes soaked in her own blood, which also stained mine. Her hand was extended across the floor, which I found myself following automatically. Seeing what she reached for, I collapsed to the ground, my shaking becoming so furious.
It was my younger brother, his own hand reaching out toward my mother, almost touching... but just out of reach. He lay there in the same mess as our mother.
The tears were flowing. Sadness, fear, distress, loneliness, and every other emotion that I was unable to describe at that moment flooded my being.
My lips parted and I let out each one of those emotions in one action...
I screamed.

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