A Shot in the Dark

 

 Chapter 3
“JASON!” she screamed as if it were bloody murder. (Technically, it almost was.) “I thought you were dead!” Karmin knelt down next to her wounded brother. There was a small pool of red liquid oozing from the lower right side of his abdomen. “Jason, what happened?! You were in your room playing Call of Duty and when I came back upstairs, muddy footprints were all over and you were gone!”

 

            “Ehnnn...” Jason groaned as he shifted his weight, “I was playing COD, when someone broke through the window, attacked me, put duct tape over my mouth, and then dragged me back outside through the window into the woods. I would describe him to you, but that would be kind of hard, considering he didn’t speak and his face was covered with a dark ski mask.”

 

            “Did he have your face covered up?” Karmin wondered.

 

            “No, it was just too dark out to see anything,” Jason replied.

 

            “Oh, I see,” Karmin said, wondering who would try to kill her brother.

 

            “Yeah, I can hardly walk.” Karmin saw he had ripped some of his shirt to stop the bleeding, but what he really needed was a tourniquet. “We have to get you to the hospital. Put your arms around my shoulders and I’ll help you up.” Jason did as he was told but showed signs he was in major pain. As she pulled him up and they started walking, she saw the actual wound better. She couldn’t see how deep it was, but it was gruesome. The sanguine, sticky, mess was soaked into his shirt and it was almost down to his knees. “Do you have your cell phone?” Jason asked her.

 

            “No, I forgot it at home, but we really could use it right now, couldn’t we?” she said sarcastically. Jason scowled and said, “Should we yell for help, and see if mom and dad can hear us?”

 

            “Yell? More like scream at the top of our lungs.” Karmin said. They looked at each other and then looked in the direction that they thought lead to the house. “HELP!! HELP!!! MOM!!! DAD!!! ANYONE?!?!?!” their voices trembled as they screamed. Karmin stopped and listened for a call back, but there was nothing. After walking for about half an hour, they came to the house. No one was home yet. “They should be home by now,” Karmin thought. She brought Jason inside and laid him on the couch, then went into the bathroom to get him some Tylenol for the excruciating pain he must be in. “Here’s some water,” she told him, “to help swallow the pills.”

 

            “Thanks,” he muttered. Karmin went downstairs to get her phone and called her mom’s cell. It rang 8 times before someone answered, but it wasn’t her mom, or dad. “Hi, is Heather there? This is Karmin, her daughter.”

 

            “No, this is the Lake County Memorial Hospital.” There was a pause. “Karmin, your parents are dead. They died on impact in a car accident.” There was a click, and the call was over.

This is my short story I had to write for Language Arts.
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