She and her sister

After 5 minutes at the family home…. It was just the lifeless bodies of the two homeowners, Dorela's naked body on the table and the little girl hiding between the shelves in the living room. Everything seemed ruined.

A murderous calm was already reigning in that country. Until recently, the laughter of the family could be heard there, now there was nothing left to be happy in that house.

Andrea had finally managed to destroy everything.

When everything seemed calm, little Maya left the place where she had entered and headed towards the lifeless bodies of her parents.

She was so terrified and so scared that she could not speak.

She joined her parents' hands and was hoping they would wake up. To get up and celebrate her birthday again.

There was still a lot to do tonight. She had not even managed to cut the cake which her mother had prepared especially for her.

She was waiting for everything to end now, because this calm had begun to bother her. She was always so cheerful, always full of life. The house had never been completely quiet because it was always there the urge to cause any of its problems and make everyone laugh. The girl had always managed to forgive them smiles, even when they felt tired from staying at work for days. Even when their plans failed. Forgiving them love, she had always managed to make them happy.

But love is not enough to revive man, not in real life.

Only after a while did she notice her sister's presence in that room covered in blood.

She approached her and threw the blanket near her chimney over her body. But Dorela no longer seemed to notice anything. As if everything had ended for her.

They had destroyed to the last cell of her body and she could not get up from there.

She could not muster the strength to stand up or talk to her already noticed sister who was very scared.

But for her everything was already over. They had been given every reason to resurrect. Before her eyes stood the lifeless bodies of people who had given her life, covered in blood. They had stolen every dream she had to love life. They had taken away her honor for the second time and she was unable to gather even the slightest force to rise.

The frightened Maya addressed her sister:

- I am afraid, I am very afraid Lela, father and mother are not waking up. They are covered in blood. Will they wake up or not? - she was talking to her sister with tears running down her wet cheeks.

Only then Dorela turned her face towards her sister:

-They will wake up little one, let them rest, they are already tired.

And she went to her room with her body already discovered.

The top again remained amid that lonely silence. Nothing could be heard even the ticking of the clock hanging on the wall. As if time had stopped.

Maya sat in the middle of the room and watched everything. Never this house had seemed so scary to her.

She had never felt more lonely than now…