A Violent Commotion

I was cutting some vegetables at my home, when my parents came and said to me that they were going out to see the doctor. My grandmother wasn't feeling so good and was very sick. So, they asked whether I could stay alone in my home for a couple of hours. Because it was twilight, I was a bit nervous, but I had to agree.

I was excited! This was the first time I was alone in my house. I could do whatever I want! But since the crime rates in the city were raising, I needed to keep a low profile. I first listed out the things to get protected. If anyone rings the bell, first look through the peephole, and then only open the door. If there are strangers at my doorsteps, then I would have to leave the door locked. And moreover, I was trying to keep myself from entering a state of frenzy from excitement!

2 hours passed, and yet, my parents had not returned. I was painting and was creating some resplendent artworks. I also gave them some embellishments as a finishing touch. It was marvelous! I was captivated to it!

Then, I continued cutting the vegetables for the salad. The pieces were fine and soft.

I then watched some innovative shows on my eclectic television which hosted experimental architecture. "Architecture" in the sense, is the way of describing the perplexing and bemusing complicated electronics.

By then, I was completely exhausted. I was thinking about having a snooze. It was already night by then.

Right then, someone rang the calling bell. I was thoroughly trembling with fear as if an elusive phantom was inside the house, but the ring of the bell soothed me as I thought that my parents had arrived.

In the eagerness, I completely forgot to see through the peephole. I quickly opened the door. Fortunately, the gate was closed.

At my doorsteps, there were four strangers! One of the strangers was frowning at me; His face showed no laughter, contempt or disdain. He had an extremely serious expression on his face.

In the distraction, I didn't notice a scythe he was holding in his hand!

Through the steadfast and tenacious grills of the iron gate, he tried stabbing me right in the face with his knife!

Luckily, I recognized his sinister plans and recoiled at once. I escaped by a millimeter, although his knife has cut the skin on my face!

It started throbbing. I was starting to have excruciating pain! His knife had sliced me right in the face, and my skin was cut. The serious wound was starting to bleed!

Lots of blood flowed through my living room.

Fortunately, the thug has missed my eye by a whisker!

I started shouting hysterically! I had a hope that my friends would come and help me. But unfortunately, no one heard my laments. But it was strange. The thugs didn't mind to muffle my voice. By now, it was clear that they were trying to murder me. But why?

Still, I balked at the thought of harming a person, and thus, I tried negotiating. I still didn't know the intentions of the gang, and thus, my brain couldn't offer me an idea to outwit the evil forces.

But the thug ignored my pleadings and then broke the lock. He forced himself into the house along with another person.

He then grabbed me by the neck and tried to strangle me to death. The criminal pushed me forward. Then, I suddenly had an idea. Right behind me were the fine pieces of delicious vegetables and the knife that was in the kitchen. Now, there was no going back. I desperately had to defend myself. A few more seconds, and I would asphyxiate to death. I quickly

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grabbed the knife and hid it in my pocket and waited for the right time.

After a few seconds, the moment arrived. I quickly snatched my knife and stabbed it right in the stomach of the miscreant. There was no need to wait for long; one second he was struggling, and the other second he was dead.

He had a gun in his pocket. I dragged it out by delving into his costume, which was drenched with blood.

I was jubilant! I had defended myself, but it was of no use. A wave of fear hit and splashed me. How I am supposed to defend myself from the rest of the gang?

Before I could catch my breath, another person stabbed me from the back!

I curled up on the floor, not knowing what to do. Blood was flowing everywhere. It was such a huge mess! I was completely bathed in blood. And the dead body of the person I killed was laying on the floor. It was ugly.

Then, I started suffering from extreme pain and severe blood loss. The pain was sharp, acute and indescribable!

Luckily, the mobile phone was just near me. I quickly called the police.

This enraged the stupid and nasty club of the foolish thugs!

My life flashed before my eyes. There was barely any chance that I would survive this ordeal.

Then, I remembered the gun that I had in my hand. I quickly shot the rifle at the two guys. One of them was killed in the chaos, while the other survived.

The remaining one person was enraged. He tried trampling me. That would squeeze all of my blood out from my body and would prove fatal.

I was shivering with fright. I tried apologizing and tricking, but nothing worked. That man would just not budge.

Then, I could hear the siren of the police jeep. I became calm, but still, my death was becoming inevitable. The only people who could save me were my friends.

He then changed his mind. He didn't trample me. He took out his gooey, sticky gun from his pocket.

I closed my eyes, preparing for the worst and hoping for the best, when I heard the sound of the bullet. But it didn't hit me. When I opened my eyes, I saw that the person had been knocked out cold. My friends had helped me! Even if they had been a second late, I would not be alive by now. I didn't know how to thank them!

The police then arrived, and were shocked to see two men dead, two men unconscious and me suffering from deadly injuries.

My house just turned into a nasty pool of pure blood!

I was simply screaming from all of the pain! When the police checked the cameras, they came to know about my ordeal. The two thugs were arrested and were sentenced to life in prison.

My friends were shocked to see this! They were honored with the bravery awards!

The police quickly called the ambulance. The vehicle rushed in at extremely high speeds. Just then, my parents arrived, and were shocked to hear the news!

I was treated by the doctors in the ICU. (Intensive Care Unit). After a couple of weeks, I was completely treated, although the injuries would take months to heal.

For the rest of my life, I had to suffer from a mental disorder called as PTSD (Post - Traumatic Stress Disorder).

I opened my eyes, screaming all the while! Quickly, my parents woke up and soothed me. I woke up with a start what had happened? Only then, I realized that all of this was just a dream. I smacked my forehead!

But this nightmare had taught me a lesson. The outer world is evil and sinister, and we have to be wise and clever to escape from the sinister forces of this chaotic and problematic world!

- The End