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8/24 But She Wanted Revenge

by Penpause47 | Score: 5600

The girl sits alone in her room, clutching a small stuffed plush dog tightly to her chest. She doesn't say a word. The room is dead silent. Not a bird dares break it with a song. She wants a wishbone, but she doesn't know what that is. Her mother is asleep in the other room. It's almost midnight, she realizes, glancing over at the clock sitting atop the nightstand by her bed. She's ordered a special delivery to be delivered soon after the clock hits twelve, and she can't wait. The silence is mandatory. She remembers the plan crystal clear: a black car will pull up in her driveway (she can see it through the bedroom window). A man will step out of the vehicle and flash a light up at the sky by her window. She will climb down to him from the window with the cash and enter the vehicle. She needs to be quiet. Someone needs to pay for what her brother did, and this man is going to help her make sure they pay. They all will. She couldn't shake the images from her head. The gruesome murders wouldn't leave her alone. The screams continued to haunt her for months on end. Most nights she couldn't sleep even if she wanted to. Her psychiatrist tried his best to help her, but even he couldn't be trustworthy with a burden such as this. He'd been helpful, for sure, but he wasn't good enough. She needed someone who was willing to act, someone who thirsted for revenge just as much as she did. She was waiting for the low rumble of the car pulling up in the driveway. Her eyes darted to her window and back, out at the cold night air, searching for the bright white light. Her brother was responsible for everything. Of course, she couldn't reach him directly. She needed other people to do that. Her brother was the reason her best friend was dead. He'd given her that plate of scrambled eggs. He'd watched her convulse and fall to the ground. He'd killed her. He'd killed Maraeya. The girl was livid. She hadn't forgiven him, not when he'd left the house four years ago, not when he'd been arrested, and certainly not when he'd plead guilty in court. He didn't deserve forgiveness. Maraeya was irreplaceable. He'd taken everything from her, and now she was going to do the same. She just wanted to do him the justice he deserved. 
Two lights made their way down the street and up to the girl's driveway. By then she was already at the window, staring out into the darkness. A brass locket swung from her neck, where she kept the photos of her and Maraeya. The flashlight beam shone through the window and into the darkness of her room, casting large uneven shadows onto the walls. The girl raised the window up higher and began to climb out of the window.

Completed challenges

The following challenges were completed during the writing exercise:

Begin Start typing to begin
Event Silence
Prop Include a wishbone
Words Reach 50 words
Letter Use the letter A
Character A reserved delivery driver
Words Reach 100 words
Event Your character plots revenge
Prop Include a plush dog
Words Reach 200 words
Character A passionate cleric
Letter Use the letter G
Words Reach 300 words
Prop Include an egg
Event Someone gets food poisoning
Words Reach 400 words
Letter Use the letter I
Prop Include a locket

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