THE CANNIBAL (PART III)

PRUTT!! PRUTT!! PRATT!! Sharolf farted. 

He made a big mistake. I looked at him in disbelief. The man quickly turned his head towards us right after he heard that sound.

RUN!!! I screamed loudly. 

The man chased us angrily and we ran as fast as we can. Unluckily, he pointed his shotgun towards us.

BANG! BANG! BANG!

One of the bullets hit Sharold's left leg.

"ARGHHHH!! My leg... Don't mind me here. Just run away! Save yourself." Sharold yelled in pain.

I continued running and hid behind the bush. My eyes started to burst into tears. I regretted everything. I was the one who wanted to go there, but Sharold has become the victim.

From far, I saw the man dragged Sharold roughly back to the house by pulling his hair. My mind was in the midst of troubling situation. I waited for a few minutes and followed him quietly. I peeped through the hole of the front door. I saw the man tighten Sharold's body beside the earlier victim. I was searching for a strategy to save Sharold. y was beside the earlier victim. I was searching for a strategy to save Sharold.

"He is the only best friend I have. I'll never leave him alone." I monologued.

I saw a shotgun behind the man's back. While the man was busy handling both of his victim, I took the opportunity to take the gun away from him. Without a second thought, I shot him multiple times. 

After that, he fell on the floor. My hands trembled while releasing the rope bond from Sharold’s body.

When we were about to go, shockingly the man woke up in pain and looked at us fiercely, trying to attack us.

WARGHHH!!!

He pounced on me and tried to eat my hand. I tried to fight, but his strength was undefeatable. I could not do anything.

Sharold noticed there was a big sharp machete behind him. He quickly picked the machete up and headed the man’s head until the head rolled over and over with the blood splashing our faces.

I thanked Sharold for saving my life and apologised to him for dragging him into this trouble.

I swear I will never repeat a same mistake again.” I said.

After a few minutes, we called polices to help us. The police told my mom about the incident. My mom was shocked and felt grateful at the same time to have me back.

Sharold was traumatised

He had killed someone

BY HIS OWN HAND! 

Since that, he did not come to school for a week.

Me?

That thing had haunted me for the rest of my life.

I swear I won't go to that house again!

Never!

    The cannibal

No, do not go there!

Everyone voices out.

What is wrong with that house?

What is in there?

My mind is full of questions.

Can I go there?

Blood is everywhere.

Death in front of my own eyes.

Is it my fault?

This is my punishment,

Crying for forgiveness.

~THE END ~

By: Dayana & Ulfa/2019