Well there we were, stuck in the middle of nowhere and to add to it. We were lost…
It was a few years ago. I was on a trip with my sister and my friends Jack and Mikel. Jack came
into my sister’s tent and she said she’d show him the way to where I was. They picked up Mikel
on the way. I came out of the bush where I was reading my book (the only place I could get peace
and quiet) to find them. I saw my sisters back go through the bushes onto the ‘other side’ where
we weren’t supposed to go. So understandably I ran after them. It was my sister after all. I wish I
didn’t. I ran out into the clearing and my sister was curled up in a ball crying her eyes out while
Jack and Mikel were fighting away. I stormed in and shouted “SHUT UP” then they stopped. But
it wasn’t long until they were back at it. Jack kept saying “go on then scaredy cat ask her”
“No man just no”
“ooooh to scared are we???”
At this point it was extremely overcast. I picked up my sister (she is was 10 but small) and ran into
this wooden shack. The door swung open and standing there was a woman. With a knife and a
child’s head in her hands.
We were in her house when the rain started. Thrashing the shack with so much force the windows
blew in. I saw the woman eyeing me and then my sister. As if she needed to work out how much
salt to put on us before she threw us in the oven. I saw one girl. She couldn’t have looked older
than 5 wrapped up in rags waiting in a line of never ending children. The wind hurled the curtains
out into the wood and I thought the shack would collapse. ‘Nice vacation’ I thought to myself and I
held my sister close. I wasn’t letting that flea bag of a woman near her. Lightning struck the wood
and we all heard trees falling down from the force. I wasn’t going to live through this. I opened the
door and told my sister to run away. To tell Jack and Mikel to. Tell them to run as far away as they
could. I told my sister I loved her and sent her out the front door. Only if I knew. The wind slammed
the door shut and the lady turned round
“Who just left my shack?” She asked me.
“GO ON TELL ME!” she screamed right into my face.
“M-my sister” I stammered unable to think of words I could say.
“Well then I guess you will have to part with something or I will be parting with one of my children.”
She glanced at a boy who was almost dead of starvation. Who looked like he wanted to die. To
end this life he was being made to live. He must have been my age. Maybe older but it was hard
to tell. She must have thought twice she looked at him and looked at that little girl. I couldn’t stop
myself. I ran under this woman’s arms and grabbed this girl. I didn’t know her name. I looked for
any other children. Still wanting to be alive.
There was no one. As I turned around a boy my age dropped to the floor. Dead. I flung the girl on
my back. I swore I would never go back…
I screamed and screamed and ran out. Mikel and Jack were now really fighting. Rolling around on
the floor. I tripped over them as the woman came out with a new head in her hand. “You will be next
” she said slyly looking at me. She walked slowly back into her ‘house’ and slammed the door as
the blood curdling scream of another child being murdered erupted from the house of blood.
I saw that’s girls face and I recognised it from somewhere. Then it hit me. “Y-you are the mayors missing daughter” I stammered trying hard not to cry. The story had been on
the news many years ago. A three year old girl taken from her house. Never seen again. It was five
years since that story was published. This girl was 8 years old. I was stunned. Another scream and
she was gone. I glanced at the house for an instant. I looked back. Just a few rags on the floor and
tear marks on the grass.
I lay there quiet, silent tears running down my face. “No, no, no” I whispered almost silently. Jack
came up to me and said “A-are you ok Marie?” All I could do was stand there and cry. I didn’t sob. I didn’t scream. I just had
silent tears rolling down my face as my sister uncurled and went off. And none of us knew. Her
lousy memory did her no good though. Her jumper was still lying on the floor of grass. Which now
to me looked like a never ending hole which (unfortunately) I was standing on top of. That I wasn’t
falling into. I cursed my memory and saw Julie’s jumper lying there. Bright pink among the green
grass. I cursed again and ran to find her. Her frozen body still standing. Headless. I heard the old
woman cackle and swore I would murder her. There and then. I broke down crying by my dead
sister’s feet. I cried and cried for the rest of the day and I sat by her feet at night. I didn’t sleep, I
didn’t cry. I just sat there lifeless. Jack came to see me twice and Mikel three. They bought me
food, clothes and blankets. I didn’t use any of them. As my sisters corpse rotted I had to fight of
animals waiting to eat her alive. Every night and every day I sat there silent tears rolling down my
face until I had nothing left to say. To do, to feel, I just wanted to die too. I couldn’t imagine a life
without my baby sister by my side. Asking for everything. But never receiving anything from me. I
was to self centred to even give her a kiss or a hug when she asked. Her life cut short… After a
week of sitting there I saw sense. I took my sister to the camp and dressed her lifeless body in
the best clothes that she had bought with her. Jack and Mikel found a log the right size for her and
carved it into the most beautiful coffin I had ever seen. I lowered my sister in. No tears this time,
no sobbing. Because I knew that wasn’t what my sister would’ve wanted. We took her to the lake.
Found the tree she had made the tyre swing on just last week. At that point I couldn’t help myself.
I broke down and just screamed and cried for her. Shouting for the woman to take me not my sister
ME! But it didn’t happen. My sister, Julie, in that box… Rotting away. All I could see was the old
woman laughing at me at all of us as Mikel tried to comfort me. He just kept saying “it’ll be ok M it’ll
be ok Julie will be fine”
At that point I shouted at him and at the forest “I WILL KILL THAT WOMAN I WILL KILL HER!”
After that I stormed back to the cabin to get my defences ready. That woman was going down.
Her murderous plans too. And I was going to be the one to stop her.