CHAPTER THIRTY EIGHT

Young Darius ran in the woods. He heard echoes of people laughing and screams of people. He was terrified. He ran behind a tree. Everything was making him nauseous. He then heard a voice. His sister Freda. " Hello there" he heard her say. " Come out and play little brother. I won’t hurt you. "

"You killed our brother!" He screamed." How can you do that?" "Our brother was always a black sheep among us." She replied. "He never understood us, always jealous of you. I did you a favor. Sooner or later he was going to kill you. Come out little brother, let’s be together. Don’t be afraid of me."

"No!" Darius screamed as he began running again. He could hear her footsteps behind him. His twelve years old leg carried him as fast as it could. " You can’t run from me" his sister taunted him. "You can’t hide from me , I’ll find you wherever you go."