The attack
202 Words
`Chapter 8: The Attack`
I woke up to the sound of breaking glass.
My bedroom window shattered. Shards fell on the floor.
A shadow climbed through the broken window. A man with a knife.
I screamed. I could not move.
The door burst open. Alessandro.
He grabbed the man by the collar and threw him to the ground. They fought hard.
"Get behind me!" he yelled.
I hid near the bed, shaking.
Alessandro was stronger. He knocked the knife away. The attacker cursed and jumped out of the window. He ran into the dark garden.
Guards came running. It was too late. He was gone.
Alessandro turned to me. His shirt was torn. There was blood on his hand.
"Are you hurt?" he asked, voice shaking.
I shook my head. "No... you?"
"It's nothing," he said. But his eyes were scared. For me.
He found something on the floor. A strand of red hair.
His face went pale. "Her," he whispered.
He crushed the hair in his fist.
That night I understood. The woman from the photo was back. And she wanted me dead.
I could not sleep for hours. Alessandro sat by my bed all night. His hand never left mine.
- Writer
