Moreno's Revenge

over " came a thicker voice, his shadow thick as he walked down approaching her. With each step she took, her ankle became weaker. Blood stains everywhere, she knew she wasn ' t going to escape

hing, she struck him hard on the arm. He let out a scream releasing her ankle as she crawled out of the hallway and into the garden, crying and struggling. Just then a shadow came from the garden, all on black, she could see the shadow, stretching her hands she begged for help, and boom something heavy hit her head, at this point she felt dizzy, looking at the face that was there

d to tease him. The pain of her loss was still raw, and Marcus felt like he was drowning in it. He was lost in his emotions and knew that he wouldn't rest till he have gotten his revenge, At least to bring those who killed his sister to Justice, but he was too young to do anything. The little girl's smile lingered in his mind, a beacon of hope in a sea of despair. He felt a sense of resolve growing within him. He would find out who was responsible for his sister's death, and he would make them pay. The little girl's smile had given him a sense of purpose, a sense of direction. Marcus didn't know who she was or why she had smiled at him, but he felt a sense of calm wash over him. It was as if she had reached out and touched his heart, and for a moment, the pain had receded, he felt beautiful butterflies in his tummy as her thoughts ran through his head, she was there, in his darkness and drowning state, she was there to brighten it up, giving him hope and Rays of light. Though she was little, but he knew she was different, he just knew. As the rain continued to pour down, Marcus's eyes narrowed, his jaw set in determination. He would not rest until justice was served. He would not rest until he had avenged his sister's death. The rain pounded against his skin, but he didn't feel it. He was consumed by his anger, his desire for revenge. He stood there, filled with anger and quest for revenge, the little girl turned again, their eyes locked and for a minute, he felt connected to the girl. She smiled at him again, this time from a distance. Marcus felt a jolt of recognition, a sense of connection. He didn't know who she was, but he knew that he would never forget her smile. The mourners were leaving no