THE BLOODY WORLD

I ran from that environment to a mysterious journey that led me to a complete murderer and vampire.

THE BLOODY WORLD

Episodes 01

I am Anna! A 22 years old murderer or should I say vampire?

Anyway, I Love Fresh Blood....

Yes!! I do love blood and watching people die painfully was my daily motivation and happiness.

Killing people and drinking their blood is all I have achieved.

I have killed a lot of people in a very brutal way and that makes me happy

Don't get me wrong when I say I love blood.

Growing up in a dangerous environment Life was like a living hell to me and my mother after the death of my father who happened to have died of heart attack.

My mum couldn’t cope cause she happens to be a full house wife.

With the help and advice of few relatives she was able to secure a job as nanny in an estate quite far from our house.

She’d clean the people’s house, prepare their meals, take their children to school and bring them back, she’ll also stay with the children until their parents comes back.

While she do all this she’ll leave me in the care of our neighbors who happens to be a male bachelor called Steve early in the morning, she usually comes back when I’m already asleep.

(Flash back)

“mum I’ll not stay with uncle Steve again, I’ll be living with mummy Khalifa ” I told my mum one morning while she was dressing me to go and stay with uncle Austin cause she’ll soon leave for work.

“common shut up your dirty mouth, I know why you want to go to mummy Khalifa’s house, cause you like playing and uncle Steve doesn’t give you room for play. I don’t want you to grow with dull brain like Khalifa and his younger ones, I was the one that told him to take good care of you ” she scolded

“but mum…… ”

“keep quiet” she cut me in.

My Mum is just too hyperactive, she speaks much and listen less, she would have waited to hear me out before reacting.

The previous day uncle Steve was fondling my breast and I know it was wrong although I was still young at that time, I was eight years old then and primary four if I’m not mistaken.

“now go” she ordered, I left for uncle Steve's room, it was 5am that time, I knock gently until he opened the door for me.

Immediately he saw me, he carried me up in a bridal style and placed me on his bed, although I was eight but I look older than my age, my breast was fast growing with nuts inside already.

“my beautiful princess how was your night ” he greeted but I refused to answer, what happened the previous day made me to hate him.

“I know you are angry cause I’ve not suck your boobs, I’m sorry about that so should I suck it now? ” he requested but I still did not answer him.

He gently unbutton the button on my cream color pinned four uniform, he raised the inner one up, he suck my left breast gently and touch the right one softly.

Although I felt pains but I like it, my body seems to be yarning for it but within me was hatred and anger for him.

He moaned gently while squeezing the left one, it send cold down my spine, I tried not to moan.

I cried gently and prayed that someone should come and see what was going on, I had no where to run to and my mother was not ready to hear any word from me.

Few minutes later the door opened, of cause it was my mum, I knew it already cause she doesn’t knock before coming in.

My mum met uncle Steve fondling with my breast, my mum was shocked in disbelief and went into a fight with uncle Steve, I was so scared and didn't know what to do.

My mum tried everything possible but uncle Steve over powered my mum, my mum made an attempt to scream which was not successful as uncle Steve pushed her to his bed and used a pillow to cover her mouth.

She was shaking her legs, trying to make her way out but to no avail as uncle Steve pressed the pillow more harder till my mum could not move anymore

It was then that uncle Steve raised the pillow and I saw my mum lifeless body lying on the bed.

I stopped crying immediately and looked round the room and saw a kitchen knife on the table, I grabbed the knife and looked at uncle Steve as he was still sobering knowing fully well that he has killed somebody.

he turned his head towards my direction looking terrified as he start begging me not to tell anyone about what has happened to my mum, and promised to take good care of me for the rest of his life, that was when the beast in me came out, I don't know what came over me as I didn't hesitate to bury the knife in my hand in his body.

Uncle Steve fell down on the floor and was crying in pain, I pulled out the knife and hold it in my hand as I watched him bleed to death.

Few minutes later I heard mummy Khalifa voice” I think mummy Khalifa has heard scream coming out from uncle Steve's house that must have drowned her attention? I said to myself.

“I quickly locked the door and tried opening the window but my hand didn't reach the window hook so I push the table near the window, at these moments mummy Khalifa was already at the door.

Luckily i was able to open the window and flew through it.

I ran from that environment to a mysterious journey that led me to a complete murderer and vampire.