LOVE AND WAR ( A story of peace and blood)

g hung heavily over her shoulder, and her eyes were tired. The air was still, but a storm seemed to brew inside

middle of the road, like shadows waiting to strike, we

sneered, stepping forwar

lse quickening. "Please, I just w

ou think that's your home? You'll ne

so much?" Eve aske

d!" Mike shouted. "Mom and Dad treat you like s

ard. "You should have never com

ey pounced on her, raining slaps and punches. She cried out, begging them to sto

the last thing she saw was the sky

o the blinding light of the hospital room. Tubes were attac

ously. Mr. Robertson leaned forward gently.

t know what I did wrong," she whisp

stood, fists clenched. "I'll be back,"

the driveway. He slammed the door, marched into the h

Mr. Robertson didn't wait. He gr

d you do

iant. "Nothing! We

me!" Mr. Rob

d back, reaching for the kitchen drawer

"You always take her side! Ever since

Mike... put the knife down. You'r

e shouted, his face twisted with years of r

almly, inching closer. "I love you both.

!" Mike wa

s voice soft. "Mike, son... give me t

reached for the knife, Mike stumbled backward, and

moment of fr

e blood spreading across his shirt. He droppe

screamed, rushi

tepping back in horror. "

g, reached for Juliana's hand

st... Always

aded. His ha

ailed, "D

n his face as the weight of what he had

Juliana sobbed, turning to

eless body. Guilt filled every part of him. He had let h

n her chest, a hollow emptiness as if a storm had j