Killed in an instance

I never asked for anything more. I just wanted a home, a place where I could call it a home. Riots and killings bombarded the streets. Peasants were forced to fight amongst themselves for survival. The lack of food and water is what that is threatening our lives now. The Japanese soldiers never ceased to cease. They came creating havoc to our once little peaceful town. Women were raped, men were beheaded. Those heads of those assassinated where hung down from trees – a sign to show their prowess.

I had never encountered one, so did my sister. Our parents had forbid us from coming out of our hiding place – in the cupboard. Through the small hole that Tania, my sis had made through the cupboard, we peered out to see the how the situation was like outside. Still, only massive killings were seen. Some of the locals went berserk and decided to end their lives, once and for all.

“BANG!” a clear, loud gunshot was heard. Tania looked out and freaked out.

“Daddy!” she screamed and ran out of our hiding area to where a middle-aged man’s corpse lay motionlessly. His white singlet was soon dyed with his fresh blood.

“DADDY!” I screamed, coming after Tania, rushing towards the corpse without realizing that we were spotted by the enemies.

“Ch-Ching!” I heard the sound of a gun reloading.

“Run, Tyler, run!” Tania’s deafening voice rang inside my ear as I soon felt a sharp object come piercing into my lower abdomen. I looked down. I placed my hand to where I felt the pain coming from. Blood.

I was covered with blood. I was shot.

“TYLER!” Tania cried and run towards me.

“BANG!”

Another deafening shot was heard before I felt a stinging pain near my heart.

Before I know it, darkness unveiled the scene in front of me, looming and drawing me to the world of afterlife.