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The Black Killer

A world were evil reigns murder is on the rise. One girl loses her parents to the Black Killer. She makes a vow to start her own mafia group to find the people who killed her parents. She ends up falling in love with the hot and handsome murderer and mafia leader The Black Killer. She must either choose love or revenge.

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16 Chs

Escape

Jade's Point of view

As I continued crawling I heard some people running around. 'Where do you think the boss' lady is?' one person asked. 'Boss' lady, who is boss's lady' I thought. I hope is not a lady he has been messing around with. I am sure men like him kidnap young girls and use them for their personal needs but I won't be here to face that if I don't get caught.

'She probably run off, I mean who isn't afraid of the Black Killer', another said. 'Are they talking about me? Have they realized that I have escaped? Or are they looking for me? It is probably not me they looking.

I continue moving through the bushes until I moved into a dense forest. This place is surrounded by dense and isolated forest probably away from town. I would find it hard finding my way back. I continued walking until I was far away from the abandoned house they undergo their evil deeds in. I searched my pockets trying to find my phone but it wasn't there. Oh my God! He must have taken my phone. The place is quiet and isolated. I have no idea where I am or how to get to town. There is no one here to ask for help from, I am surrounded by tall trees with thick barks.

I walked through branches, tripped over rocks and got frightened over strange noises that ended being nothing serious. I felt dirty and needed a shower. One might call me a spoilt brat because of the trouble I am in but still thinking about having a bath. I smell awful and my clothes are pretty dirty, my hair is a total mess. I hope I can find a river or a clean waterbody to wash myself in.

I walked and walked until my feet started giving up on me but I can't stop now, I have to get even further from the Black Killer and his accomplices. I sat on a rock by a tree and rested my head on the tree stem. The bird kept harmonizing their chirps worked as a sweet lullaby. As the trees swayed to the movement of the wind and sweet air blew around my eyes all I found myself in was a beautiful dream.

Later on, I woke up and found myself in a cave surrounded by people who were my age. I laid on a slab. A young lady was cleaning me with a cloth and water. 'Where am I?' I asked. 'You are awake', the lady responded with joy on her face. 'Yes I am now please where I am?' I said with a smile on my face. 'We found you sleeping on a rock in the middle of the forest probably sleeping so we brought you here. We saw the cuts and wounds on your body so I cleaned them up for you', I rose from the bed still feeling buts of pain in my joints. 'What happened to you?' the young lady asked. I started narrating the story to her. The death of my parents, how I was given to my grandparents to take care of me and getting run over by a car and became unconscious and later finding myself in the Black Killer's hideout. 'The Black Killer!' the lady exclaimed. 'Yes but I escaped', I responded. 'Thank to heavens that you are alive, the Black Killer hardly spares anybody's life', she explained. 'I know wonder why someone like him would take care of me, he could have left me on the road and driven off', I stated. 'There must be something special about you', she replied with a smile. 'Aren't there any waterbodies around here that I could wash myself in, I feel dirty, I haven't taken a bath in three days and I smell awful',

I meekly asked. 'There is a small pond at the back of the cave', she responded. Thanked her and went to get myself cleaned myself off feeling clean and nice. The cool water run down my body it felt as if I hadn't taken a bath for years. I washed my armpits, they need it after two days of no bath and I am sure I smelt like a skank. After taking my bath, I was given food to eat. The children pounded the fufu themselves and cooked the goat soup by themselves. The meat is something I wouldn't eat on a normal day but I was too hungry to be selective. I ate the food and drank the soup. It was delicious and tasty.

I managed to make some friends with them and I actually had fun with them. They are the nicest people ever.