Endure the thriller of my original story, “rapist in my treehouse”…
Gradually, I made my way to my group’s usual rendezvous humming a little tune as I strode along… Just as I was about to make my final right towards our secret treehouse, I heard a bloodcurdling scream burst my ears! It was man… No woman… Man and Woman? Who ever it was; they were in serious trouble…
As I began to increase my pace of walking, I headed towards where the grotesque noise was being created; yet I saw nothing… What had happened? I felt a mysterious, malevolent presence wrath the air as everything around me darkened, and turned against me.
I could take no more… I ran as fast as I could back to the rendezvous, until I saw a black figure sprint towards the treehouse! At first i just assumed that it was another gang member, however when I climbed the ladder up to the wooden house I saw it…
There was an immensely strong man, raping with the other kids! In pure shock, I jumped up into the confinement and began to do a energetic break-dance routine I’d learnt at dance class… What a sight it was, rappers zappers and not to forget me being the dancing king!
Image by aherrero via Flickr
Image by aherrero via Flickr
Image by aherrero via Flickr
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