Continuation of the love tragedy.
He climbed into the room a minute ago you said.
Heather was then the paper on the floor, but did not think to pick it up only
heard what he said when someone showed it later in the confusion of the
tragedy. Through the door he saw the Smith brothers who came running towards the
house with bare knives. From where she stood he could see them
them, but I could not see his son running from another angle to the door.
“I wanted to get to kill him inside the house,” he said. I then ran
toward the door and slammed. I was passing the bar when he heard the cries of
Jeremy, and heard the blows of terror in the door, but believed he was
up, insulting the Smith brothers from the balcony of his bedroom. Rose to
help you.
Jeremy needed just seconds to go when you closed the
door. He managed to hit several times with his fists, and then turned to
clean hands to face with their enemies. ”I was shocked when I saw him in front of me —
Peter said, because it seemed like two times bigger than it was. “
Jeremy raised his hand to stop the first coup, who attacked him
the right flank with the straight knife.
The knife went through his right palm, and then he sank to the
bottom side. Everyone heard her cry of pain.
– Oh my mother!
Peter returned to remove the knife with his butcher’s fiery pulse, and delivered a
second shot almost in the same place. ”The strange thing is that the knife come out clean again
Peter instructor said. He had given at least three times and had not
a drop of blood. “
Peter, who was left with the curved knife, has dealt
then the only knife in the back, and a jet of high pressure blood soaked his
the shirt. ”It smelled like him,” he said. Mortally wounded three times, Jeremy gave
the front again, and leaned back against the door of his mother, without any
resistance, as if just want to help they’d just kill him equally.
“He did not scream – Peter said the instructor. On the contrary, it seemed to me
was laughing. “Then both continued stabbing at the door, with blows
and easy alternative, floating in the dazzling haven found across
of fear. They heard the cries of all the people scared of his own crime. ”I
felt like when you go running into a horse, “said Peter. But both
suddenly woke up to reality, because they were exhausted, and yet they
Jeremy seemed not ever going to collapse. ”Shit, cousin told me
Peter, you can not imagine how difficult it is to kill a man! “Trying to end
forever, Peter sought his heart, but it looked almost in the armpit, where
I have pigs. Actually, Jeremy was not falling because they themselves were
holding a knife against the door. Desperate, Peter took a pit
horizontal in the stomach, and intestines surfaced complete with a bang. Peter
would do the same, but the pulse is turned to horror, and gave him a pit
lost in the thigh. Jeremy remained still for a moment leaning against
the door until he saw his own viscera in the sun, clean, blue, and fell to his knees.
After searching for the bedroom screaming, not knowing where others heard screams
that were not theirs, Heather looked out the window and saw the square
Smith twins running toward the church. Were closely pursued by with his gun to kill tigers. He then left the bedroom to the balcony and saw
Jeremy in front of the door, face down in the dust, trying to rise from his
own blood. He sat sideways, and began to walk in a state of
hallucination, holding hands dangling viscera.
He walked a hundred yards to give him full circle to the house and enter the
kitchen door. Still had enough lucidity to avoid going down the street, which was the
longer distances, but entered the next house. Paco, his wife and
five children were not aware of what had happened to 20 steps from your door.
“We heard the shouting, I said the wife, but thought it was the feast of bishop.”
They began to eat breakfast when they saw Jeremy enter soaked with blood
carrying in her hands a bunch of her womb. Paco told me: “What ever
I could remember was the terrible smell of shit. “ But Amie, the eldest daughter, was
that Jeremy walked with his usual excellence, measuring either the steps, and
buckwheat his face with tousled curls was more beautiful than ever. To the
I passed the table smiled, and continued through the bedroom to the exit
back of the house. ”We were paralyzed with fright,” he said Amie. – James, son – he shouted, what’s wrong!
Jeremy recognize it.
-That killed me, girl Joyce said.
He stumbled at the last step, but immediately joined. ”Until he took care
hand to shake the earth that is still in the gut, “said my aunt Joyce.
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