Why?!?! Why did I have to be the one who lived?! Why God, why did you let them do this….?!?! I..we..we loved you, I always looked up to you for guidance. I have never sinned, I always preyed, but that wasn’t good enough was it. You just had to let them take them from me. All I had in my life is gone. My family is gone, my home is destroyed and its all your fault. You let them come. They didn’t deserve to die! But you let them take my family and leave me in this dreadful now miserable world. Now…now I’m all alone there’s nobody left in this castle. They chased everyone away and killed those that didn’t. It was a blood bath and now I sit here, in this hell hole in the wall in my room. I’ve been sitting here since it all started this morning. Listening and crying with no one to comfort me. When I finally didn’t hear anymore sounds I decided to crawl out and go in search of my family and what did I find…well I’m sure you know but I’ll tell you anyway.. I found my three brothers in the hall dead. Ron and John were sprawled out closes to my bedroom door surrounded by blood, their swords lying close to them. Liam was further down the hall by my sister Judith’s room also lying dead on the ground decapitated, finding his head further down the hall. Even though I knew what I was going to find I was hoping to be wrong but atlas I wasn’t, I found Judith and Cynthia lying on the bed. The bed was soaked in blood and my sisters white as ghosts from the multiple stab wounds across there bodies. I slowly made my way downstairs to the court chambers. Bad choice because there sitting on my fathers throne was my father with his throat slit and crown gone. All his strongest men fought for there lives because they are now lifeless lying in a pool of blood all over the chamber. While I look round the room I started to realize I haven’t seen one dead enemy that attacked us. Why can’t I find one? I don’t understand how not one was killed. Also where is my mother? What was she doing when all this happened? I couldn’t find her anywhere in these dreadful castle. God why did you let these things, these monsters do this? We were good to our people. My father was the best king, the villagers loved him,and trusted him with there lives. My mother was a sweet, loving Queen. She would visit the village often and give them gifts, and stay for dinner when offered. She never once said no to our people unless she absolutely had to. Ah and speaking of my beloved mother I did eventually find her. It took me so long to did so. After looking every where for her I thought she might have escaped safely hidden somewhere. So I thought…but than I found her. She must have been taking her usual walk in the garden because I found her body floating in the pond. They must have drowned her since I found no sword wounds or saw any blood. I just don’t understand it. What were those monstrosity things, I know they weren’t human? I know they weren’t human. I saw them right before my brothers sent me into my hiding place. The way they walked, the color of there skin, and even there language. They were hunched over with light yellow -green skin, almost ogre like but ogres aren’t real…right? They only exist in fairy tails…but…yet…they weren’t human. It doesn’t matter, I don’t care less what they are because I will hunt them down and I will get my revenge for my family! They fought along with others as I sat in the wall because I was told to do so. I may only be ten but GOD I, Marcuse Antwan III, will get my vengeance . The blood will be on YOUR hands because this is all YOUR FAULT!
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Your writing has a lot of emotion and passion in it, which is half the battle when trying to write a good story. Two suggestions, though:
1. Create multiple paragraphs. It’s really hard to read a giant chunk of text.
2. Don’t use multiple punctuation, like “?!?!” Let your writing speak for itself! It’ll look more professional and adult. Also, don’t all-caps words. If you need to put emphasis, try and just italicize words.
Hope you keep writing!