“Please don’t do this I am begging” I screamed out with the tears falling down from my eyes, I was begging for my voice to be heard. I struggled to get out of the chair, I didn’t care that the rope was causing me to have bruises because the pain in which I felt as he stabbed my sister was a lot much worst. The desperation to save her, for anyone to save her was greater than my twisted hands as I struggle to get out.
“Connor, please I will do anything you want” I weep
“Connor!!!” I screamed and he moved away from her and I felt relieved that even if I could delay the possibility of losing her I would, my weeping grew quiet but you could still hear the sniffing from my voice and my heart racing at the unexpected. He squatted closer to me, and touched my cheeks as I felt the touch on my chi
