Short Story Of Blood

Words: 616
Pages: 3

Blood. There was blood everywhere. It was on the floors, the walls, the knife in the hands of the murderer. The man brought his knife crashing down into the body one, two, three times in a row. The woman was screaming, writhing on the ground, yet unable to get up. The murderer was laughing. Standing above her, he brought the knife down one final time. Blood spurted out of her throat in an arc, splashing onto the ground. Her screaming finally ceased, only to be replaced by the stillness of death and the slow drip, drip, drip of her blood. Josh woke up screaming.
Ever since he was a kid, Josh had been plagued by nightmares of the woman’s horrific murder. Psychologists had tried time and time again to figure out why his brain tormented him in this way, but they always drew a blank. The only reason they could think of was that he was suffering from post traumatic stress disorder, which was impossible as Josh was raised by his single dad. Even if a doctor had been able to figure out why Josh had been having this dream nearly every night since he was a child, they most likely wouldn’t have been able to tell him. Josh’s dad had always had trouble finding work, so they moved around
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He was never to have friends over to his house, he couldn’t watch the news, and he was never allowed to bring up his Dad’s job or their frequent moves in conversation. Until this year, those rules had never been much of a burden. Josh had never been in one home long enough to worry about curious friends, and he wasn’t particularly interested in the news anyways. However, Josh and his dad had been in their current home for nearly a year. That was enough time for Josh to settle into his school and town, and to actually have close friends for the first time in his life. As the days went by, Josh found it increasingly harder to avoid talking about his life and his